Frustration

[eindrachen]

It's been about two weeks or so now, and after careful analysis, I have concluded that my prospects are poor. I had at a few ideas in mind, but one of them is pretty much not going to happen unless Hell freezes over; it would appear that there is a "friendship" thing at work there that can't be broken through. I think it's bullshit (how the fuck

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[firesouled]

*hug* Don't make any decisions right now, hon. You've been injured, and the best decisions don't usually come from that sort of thing. I don't think you're all that fond of pity so I won't smarm all over you. I am thinking about you though. :) Personally? For what it's worth I think you are a fine prospect for the discerning woman. Intelligence and a sense of humor are worth their weight in gold and you have both to spare. I know it's probably not worth so very much coming from someone as attached as I am, but there you go. Don't give up yet.

[eindrachen]

You may be right about making decisions while feeling injured, but my decisions up to this point have hardly been any good, it seems. I suppose I feel that if I'm just going to screw up again, I ain't got a whole lotta life left to be waiting to make that mistake; may as well plunge back into things.

You were right about the pity thing, and for what it's worth... that's about the best thing someone could have said to me. Thanks.

Intelligence and humor aren't doing it, though. Responsibility and loyalty don't seem to matter much, either. Hell, I've been told by almost any of the ladies I've been with that I'm good in bed, and even that's not keeping them around. So much for the things women supposedly want.

I am thankful for the kind words. Few have apparently had the gumption to share any. I think, perhaps, you understand me better than I had first suspected. That one other human being understands me better may be worth all the bullshit I must endure.