I've been posting here for years, but I decided to make a new account because of reasons.
I'm 23, I live in Florida, and in an effort to distance myself from any appearance of narcissism, my friends tell me that I'm gorgeous, hilarious, smart, etc. etc. etc. I didn't come out until I moved away from home to go to college in 2010. I went to a large public university in a fairly liberal city. Once I was there, I felt so liberated and was able to fully embrace my sexuality. For the first year, I tried asking guys out, but they all either rejected me or ignored me. It was a major blow to my ego.
Then I met a (gay) guy and completely fell for him. We became friends and what followed was a five-month period of constant frustration on my end. I felt like we were constantly teetering on "going there", but nothing ever happened. He led me on. I thought that he was into me, but he was just ambivalent. He eventually moved away and I never really got closure. He was the only guy I've ever loved.
Then this other guy came along who was SO easy to talk to. We got along even better than the other guy and I had. I felt like things were definitely looking positive, and all of my friends agreed. He was giving me all of the signs, like asking me if I had any guys in my life, complimenting me on my looks, always asking me questions about myself and wanting to know things about me, using lots of smiley faces in his text messages, etc. In that first week, we got to know each other so well that it felt like we had been friends for months. The problem was that I was going to be graduating and moving away in a matter of weeks, so I was completely distraught as to what I should do. Figuring that I should take advantage of the time I had left, I asked him if he saw this going anywhere and he gave me the whole "You're sweet but I was only interested in you as a friend" thing. I was heartbroken and I left college with open wounds.
There's a guy I met through the internet last year whom I have a major crush on. We used to talk often and I even mailed him baked goods for Valentine's Day. We seemed to be getting close, but once again I feel like he has pulled away and lost interest and doesn't give a damn about me anymore.
I graduated at the end of last year and have been living with my parents for the past four months. I have a heap of "more important" problems, but when it comes down to it, my emotional needs are what I think of when I go to bed at night. I feel completely defective. Throughout my years in college, I never found even one boy to make out with. Every boy that I liked was indifferent to me and was only interested in being casual friends. No matter how many times I invited boys over for dinner, it always ended with us awkwardly sitting on the couch before he had to leave. I've never been on a good date. I've never held a boy's hand. I've never seen another guy naked, much less touched one sexually. I'm obviously a virgin, and I feel like much more of a minority because of that than I do as a homosexual or as a Latino. I've never cuddled with a guy, I've never kissed a guy while sober, I've never had anyone show me that I am capable of being loved. Combined with my perpetual unemployability and my homophobic Christian parents, I'm at the lowest point that I've ever been in my life. I saw multiple therapists last year, but they could only do so much. I feel like I'm stuck in a pattern of having constant romantic/sexual failure, and at 23 I just don't see it changing. Every time a new friend finds out that I'm a virgin or that I've never had a boyfriend, they are always completely shocked and it makes me feel terrible. I feel like college was my opportunity to have my first sexual experiences, and if I couldn't even find anyone who wanted to mess around with me in college then how can I expect to find someone elsewhere? I guess in the back of my mind I keep thinking "it gets better" and that maybe one day I'll move to San Francisco or something and suddenly people will actually be interested in me, but life isn't a fairy tale and things rarely work out.
If you've made it this far then I'm sorry that you're this bored. I just needed a place to vent everything that I've been feeling for the past few months.
I'm 23, I live in Florida, and in an effort to distance myself from any appearance of narcissism, my friends tell me that I'm gorgeous, hilarious, smart, etc. etc. etc. I didn't come out until I moved away from home to go to college in 2010. I went to a large public university in a fairly liberal city. Once I was there, I felt so liberated and was able to fully embrace my sexuality. For the first year, I tried asking guys out, but they all either rejected me or ignored me. It was a major blow to my ego.
Then I met a (gay) guy and completely fell for him. We became friends and what followed was a five-month period of constant frustration on my end. I felt like we were constantly teetering on "going there", but nothing ever happened. He led me on. I thought that he was into me, but he was just ambivalent. He eventually moved away and I never really got closure. He was the only guy I've ever loved.
Then this other guy came along who was SO easy to talk to. We got along even better than the other guy and I had. I felt like things were definitely looking positive, and all of my friends agreed. He was giving me all of the signs, like asking me if I had any guys in my life, complimenting me on my looks, always asking me questions about myself and wanting to know things about me, using lots of smiley faces in his text messages, etc. In that first week, we got to know each other so well that it felt like we had been friends for months. The problem was that I was going to be graduating and moving away in a matter of weeks, so I was completely distraught as to what I should do. Figuring that I should take advantage of the time I had left, I asked him if he saw this going anywhere and he gave me the whole "You're sweet but I was only interested in you as a friend" thing. I was heartbroken and I left college with open wounds.
There's a guy I met through the internet last year whom I have a major crush on. We used to talk often and I even mailed him baked goods for Valentine's Day. We seemed to be getting close, but once again I feel like he has pulled away and lost interest and doesn't give a damn about me anymore.
I graduated at the end of last year and have been living with my parents for the past four months. I have a heap of "more important" problems, but when it comes down to it, my emotional needs are what I think of when I go to bed at night. I feel completely defective. Throughout my years in college, I never found even one boy to make out with. Every boy that I liked was indifferent to me and was only interested in being casual friends. No matter how many times I invited boys over for dinner, it always ended with us awkwardly sitting on the couch before he had to leave. I've never been on a good date. I've never held a boy's hand. I've never seen another guy naked, much less touched one sexually. I'm obviously a virgin, and I feel like much more of a minority because of that than I do as a homosexual or as a Latino. I've never cuddled with a guy, I've never kissed a guy while sober, I've never had anyone show me that I am capable of being loved. Combined with my perpetual unemployability and my homophobic Christian parents, I'm at the lowest point that I've ever been in my life. I saw multiple therapists last year, but they could only do so much. I feel like I'm stuck in a pattern of having constant romantic/sexual failure, and at 23 I just don't see it changing. Every time a new friend finds out that I'm a virgin or that I've never had a boyfriend, they are always completely shocked and it makes me feel terrible. I feel like college was my opportunity to have my first sexual experiences, and if I couldn't even find anyone who wanted to mess around with me in college then how can I expect to find someone elsewhere? I guess in the back of my mind I keep thinking "it gets better" and that maybe one day I'll move to San Francisco or something and suddenly people will actually be interested in me, but life isn't a fairy tale and things rarely work out.
If you've made it this far then I'm sorry that you're this bored. I just needed a place to vent everything that I've been feeling for the past few months.










