Mikuss111

Then there are the negative things that keep me from happily single ever after. The fear that, deep down, there just must be something wrong with me because I cannot find a partner. It's not normal. If only I could fix that one thing, miraculously the perfect partner would emerge and we'd live happily ever after. As if. The voice is there that nags that I am just trying to hide the fact that I am incapable of building a lasting relationship by becoming the posterchild single men The voice is whispering that it's not really a choice, I didn't reject anyone but I was rejected, so it is not for the right reasons and therefore there must be something wrong with me. That's called twisted thinking in psychology. I'll call it internalized singlism. It all boils down to one thing, though: There is something wrong with me. What that might be remains a mystery, a secret even to myself. And reality shows that I am not that horrible to be around because there are people who do enjoy my company. Imagine that. Repeatedly even. Maybe even my girlfriend less the sex part. And if not, I'll enjoy life by myself, surrounded by friends.