I don't know if I can ever be in love again. I haven't had real feelings for someone for over two years now... Even though I dated really great guys, I just keep thinking that what I feel for them is not enough to build a relationship on... But I want to be in a relationship so badly, I really miss the feeling of being head over heels in love with someone. I wonder if I will ever be able to feel that way again.
Today marks my one month anniversary with my boyfriend. I am happy beyond words that I have him. But recently I became afraid of something that isn't even a problem... yet. I'm afraid it will be in the future. See, the thing is, I'm 23, and I've been in several relationships at this point in my life. But my boyfriend... he's also 23, and I'm the first girl he's dated. I was his first kiss. This sounds incredibly sweet, and it is, but my fear is that... What if someday he feels like he's missing out by not dating anyone else? What if he just thinks he's so in love with me because I'm his first love, and he doesn't love me like that anymore once he loses the rose colored lenses of the honeymoon phase? I'm suddenly terrified that he's going to want to leave me later on. And I'm going to talk to him about this, because we believe in honesty and open communication. But I'm so scared to approach him about it. And I'm so scared of the future now. I hate my stupid anxiety disorder for making me feel like this.
I'm in a great relationship with a girl that I love, but I just can't bring myself to settle down never cheated on her but it's getting to a point I almost "need" to do it. I'm afraid it's starting to chip on the relationship I know I must sound like a piece of shit, but I'm a pretty ok guy... it's one part of me I don't know how to fix
My dad died 3 months ago. My stepmom, who I'm not close to and was terrible to my dad at the end, still uses his phone with the same number. Everytime she calls or texts me my phone says it's Dad. I don't have it in me to change the contact name to her name. Dad deserves to stay in my contacts. She didn't give him his medicine like she should've, she cheated on him when he was dying of stage 4 cancer. I just wish she would change her number. I don't care if she keeps the phone since she used it the most before Dad got sick. But change the dang number. It hurts to see I got a text from "Dad" when it's not him. It hurts to see his name come up on the screen and ignore it because I don't want to talk to her.
I feel like I have to keep my feelings to myself. I hear those that I know say, "You can always talk to me". Once I start talking to them those same people decide they don't want to listen; or even worse, make you feel like something is wrong with you for having feelings, by giving harsh advice or opinions that you didn't ask for. Sometimes you just need someone to emphasize or plainly just listen.
I Haven't cried in years. years being since i was 12, i'm 25 now. Not really sure whats wrong with me.
I just confessed my feelings for a guy I like and he hasn't responded..... I guess you can tell that means he's not interested
I think I'm starting to have feelings for the guy that raped me....what the hell is wrong with me?!!!!!!
I'm mad that I'm still not entirely over my ex from a year ago but people like my sister break up with their partners, cry for 10 minutes, then they're totally back to normal and hooking up with a Tinder date that night. I don't want to move on that fast, I think that's wrong and irresponsible. But I wish I could move on at all. I don't even want to be with him anymore and I'm still physically affected by his presence. His scent makes my heart race, his touch makes me melt. I'm still in love with him, but certain aspects of why we broke up are still issues, so I don't want to date him again. I just wish I could stop loving him.
My mother never really spend quality time with my brother and I when we were kids. She's always busy with work and always have a night out with friends. It's always my dad who took care of us. And my dad was okay with it because he doesn't like going out much. He likes to stay home. I know my mom loves us and she's always been a sweet mother and gives us affection we needed but not the care my dad did for us. My mom can't really cook, she don't give us baths, not the typical mother stuff. She just goes home and gives us affection which is nice. Now, we moved to a different country and life changes to all of us. Now she has to learn to cook and do what typical mothers do. And it's the US which basically, social life is different. My mom have lesser circle of friends and after work, she goes home, same as my dad. My brother and I grow up and we started wanting to live choices for ourselves. The idea of family being always together is almost gone because everyone is busy with work and studies. On my birthday, my brother couldn't come because he has work (he decided to come the next day with my friends). It saddens my mom because she wanted birthdays, christmas, and new year to be a complete family. But sometimes it's so hard to make her understand that we are growing. It's not the time anymore where she can cook for us and do the taking care because we are grown ups. Sometimes, I feel like, it saddens her because all the things she does now are the things she wants to make up for during those times when we were younger and living in a different country. Those times she probably never realize how her family should matter more than her friends. I feel bad not tasting her cooking sometimes or when I can't come on certain occasions because I have work. I know I will barely see my mom soon I move out but I want to cherish that moment with her. At least still appreciate the realization and changes she did for herself to us. But it's hard because now that it's kinda too late for her to be the mom she wanted, that's when she decided to be a mom to us. I have a boyfriend and she can't understand why I wanted to go away someday with him. My brother wants to buy a house and she can't understand why. For her it felt like we were a bunch of little kids running around. And now we are young adults having two jobs, in college, and doing our own thing. And she's pretty demanding and I hated it most often but I can't do anything about it because she was never really a caring mom to us. Always busy. But I love her very much and I never forget the affection she gave us still. But one thing I learned is that, before it's too late, I do wanted to give the most care I should do for my kids before they grow up. It's a title of being a mom after all.