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There's a hole WHERE your heart Should Be

These days, celibacy me weighs more heavily than usual.

The case is that it's rare that I really have a kick a boy. For me, it is important that "it clicked." I know in many cases, the motivation comes after some time of attendance. I am sure that is true. Except that I am not able to implement it. I would love it, but I'm not capable. Every time I'm forced to dating someone with whom it does not click with me saying that if I gave myself the trouble, it would eventually click, or I was not myself because I don 'were not very uncomfortable or the guy I fell on my nerves too much (and probably would have fallen less on the nerves in a friendly). Regardless, in these cases, I always feel "stiff and stuffed" in the situation and the only way to get rid of that feeling is to stop trying to convince me that it would work.

When someone asks me what's my genre, I have great difficulty meeting. Many say I'm difficult, but in reality the guy on whom I have the real kickers are not necessarily Cutes. Side and personality, they are all very different. I'm really going to feeling. Feeling what? no idea.

When I have nobody in sight I think it's flat and I thought it'd be more fun to have someone in mind. When I have someone in mind, I'm on a mini cloud for some time, then when it does not work, I'm down . Lot more than I should be a simple kick . Particularly because as is rare, I tell myself it'll take forever before the next, and that it will not work more with the next so that I will spend my life alone (very anti-secrecy as attitude).

In the present case, what bothers me, too, is not whether it truly non-reciprocal. I'm pretty sure, but part of me refuses to believe it without confirmation. Moreover, it is certain that even if he is interested, the guy will not make the first move. It would have to be me who makes the first move, but I do not want to face the implications in case of rejection (which is more than a loss of self esteem in this case).

short, the next time I will have nothing to lose except a little self esteem , I sink.

Fortunately, these days, there is an accumulation of little things that happen and make me smile:

• Go to World Beer and cross my hometown boys
• Go to World Beer and cross my fantasy university ©
• Go to a party not knowing at all what to expect and finally spend a wonderful evening
• the morning, going to the subway, cross Julie, who said "Good morning"
• the morning when I arrive at work and the boy that I keep coming to see me cross far and expects to hold my door
• the morning complimenting me on my clothes by my office mate

and in the category of things which I have not yet determined if they make me smile or if they add to my depression:

• Someone who works at the same place I found my profile on RC and said he would like to learn about each other.
• A former co-worker, newly single, found my profile on RC.

course, it does not click with the 2. The second said that my profile was exactly my personality, which I found very few minutes, until I make the following equation:

My profile = Does not attract boys interesting

My Profile My personality =

My personality = Does not attract boys interesting