You didn’t get any of that and now you’re at an age where hooking up is commonplace and you’re still hoping that maybe someone wants to hold your hand sometime.On the best days, it’s a nagging worry in the back of your mind, like that squash in your fridge that you keep forgetting to cook. You get to the point where all those milestones that other people look fondly back upon are burdens for you. Finding a partner and building a life is such a staple expectation that everyone has about growing old, and I think that’s why we can feel so empty when we don’t have that. There’s a wonderful freedom that comes from being completely and utterly unattached. *Here’s a cue for those who are going to say that I need to stop ‘complaining’ and do something if singlehood bothers me so much – go ahead and make your comment and move on with your day.You have to either bury the idea that your first kiss will be “special” and just “get it over with” so you’re a little less different than all your friends, or you can keep holding out hope that someday someone will come around and they’ll be okay with taking everything as fast or as slow as you need. Maybe I’m making everything much more complicated than it needs to be. I’ve had ample time to over think absolutely everything.
When guys come to you for advice on how to ask out your friend.I can play guitar, write, play video games, excel at my job with a brilliant sense of business and, I’m extremely tech savvy.I would even go so far to say that I’m a fairly kind-hearted individual. In person, though, well, you might never know about those aspects of me.I’m not going to change myself to fit some mold that feels inauthentic and foreign and leaves a shell of a person that even I cannot recognize in the mirror. Not to toot my own horn here, but I’m good at a lot of things.