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So after reading some posts here I realized a few things about myself.
1. I am not skinny at all. Not in any way shape or form, and I hate the feeling of being fat but I have moments in which I genuinely believe I am sexy. Usually its right after some guy tells me Im sexy lol.
2. I hate being single and alone much more than being with someone and wondering if they are really atracted to me and wondering if people think the person I am with is crazy for being with a cow. Screw what people think I say!
3. I honestly believe one of the reasons my best friend and I are not together is because he is not attracted to me because I am fat. I also believe that is the reason he will not go anywhere with me. Before we used to go everywhere together and it was fun. Now he opts to stay home EVERY SINGLE TIME we hang out. We never go anywhere, never do anything. In part it is my fault because I put up with it. I kid myself by telling myself that he does it and it shouldnt matter because he just has that comfort level with me that allows me to be able to be the only one to come over and stay as long as I want. Well that's great and I love my best friend. He is just the greatest but enough is enough. I deserve to have some fun and run around wild just because I really want to.
4. Love will always be love, and sometimes it will make you happy and sometimes it will make you hurt. If you have real love and it accepts you how you are and strives to make you happy then life has blessed you. You should never have to convince love that you are the right one. You should not have to wait around and be made feel that you are not good enough for it. Love should be unconditional even when it is mad at you and you should always be able to count on it.
Enough is enough.
I am tired of waiting and setting everything else aside for chance.
Everytime I am ready to stand up and walk out on my own and give life a chance to show me something new I step back to wait, to hope, to bide my time and allow maybe if to work its way into my mind.
Im so tired of feeling unrequited, unreciprocated, and underappreciated without anyone knowing it.
I feel way too much, too hard and too deep to waste it away.
It is all such a waste to in the end mean nothing
absolutely nothing.
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