So, after experiencing single life in my 30's after a bad marriage, I'm nearly wishing I never divorced because the lack of love and affection is entirely too depressing. This is bad, because I'm not sure which is worse - my shitty marriage to a passive-aggressive man-child with no libido, or the lack of affection. Most all of the time, I'm glad that I divorced. I really don't need him. I've proven to myself that I'm perfectly capable of handling things on my own.
Then these bouts of affection starvation come about, and I'm wondering why the hell I can't find a relationship with someone/anyone. It's frightening and depressing that no one loves me. I know I have a lot to work on - still doesn't change the fact that I'm fucking lonely.
To complicate matters, I can't do "casual" anything. I completely envy those who are able to just pick someone, go after them, screw, and don't worry about it ever again. It feels like there's something wrong with me in which I can't treat people "casually" and I have to be so intense and involved to be able to trust someone with my body.
So, that's basically what the whinge is - starved for affection and wanting verification of meaning something to somebody, and too paralyzed from past experiences to do anything more than have a cry about it.
Can't wait to be able to see a therapist again.
Then these bouts of affection starvation come about, and I'm wondering why the hell I can't find a relationship with someone/anyone. It's frightening and depressing that no one loves me. I know I have a lot to work on - still doesn't change the fact that I'm fucking lonely.
To complicate matters, I can't do "casual" anything. I completely envy those who are able to just pick someone, go after them, screw, and don't worry about it ever again. It feels like there's something wrong with me in which I can't treat people "casually" and I have to be so intense and involved to be able to trust someone with my body.
So, that's basically what the whinge is - starved for affection and wanting verification of meaning something to somebody, and too paralyzed from past experiences to do anything more than have a cry about it.
Can't wait to be able to see a therapist again.