I saw R at work the other day. Turns out we are both flying out (him to Japan, me to London) on the same day. I told him about my trip to Europe. He joked about me hooking up with Italian men. I laughed and smiled then felt sad inside.
I have deep seeded, sad, pathetic, single girl fears that no one will ever love me. Sometimes, I look in the mirror and think, "Well, no wonder no one loves you. Look at you." I know logically that I am not repulsive nor am I particularly attractive. I am very much the definition of a very average looking girl. I also know logically that most people are average looking people and most people find partners and happiness and romance.
It is all just very stupid. I need to get over this stuff. Finding a romantic partner is not the most important thing in the world. It is not even the second most important thing in the world.
J

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