A Depressing Intermission

[the_tingler]

Yes, yes, I know I said I'd get to the review for Tim Burton's latest by now, but frankly right now I can't be bothered. Why? I'm fed up, that's why. Fed up of feeling so utterly alone. All my friends, all the ones I spent all my time with at University or school, they've all buggered off and, most likely, got in relationships. And, as I always say

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[the_tingler]

I know you do, man, thanks. You've gone through a lot too. I've told you all this before on your own page, but it just seems to have hit me hard in the last month or so.

[pet_lunatic]

It's not too much to ask.

I used to feel just like that; I spent years being horribly lonely, resenting my friends' relationships and half-longing for, half-scorning the prospect of having one of my own. I didn't think anyone would be interested in a cerebral porky oddball like me. I met people I liked and went over the top trying to get them to like me back, with no result. Then finally I stopped trying, and that worked :-)

I know it's an annoying cliche to say that someone will come along, but it's basically true. It just tends to happen when you least expect it, like how you can never find your keys until you stop looking for them :-) That's true both for potential romance and for friends in general, I think. People have a way of just turning up and becoming important. I know it feels crap now, but it won't always be like that - people come and go, a few of them stay.

[the_tingler]

Thanks, but I'm not sure how I can try even less any more. I know you can't go around looking for love, but exactly how DO you do it? Go out, have drinks, catch someone's eye at a bar, wander over and have a chat? An impossibility with me for a number of reasons, not least the fact that going-out is becoming rarer and rarer, what with my total absence of friends these days.

How DID you meet Nic (that's his name, isn't it?)? Out of interest.

[pet_lunatic]

Nic and I lived next door to each other in college at Oxford. We knew each other before that; I liked him and went out of my way to be obvious about it, and made quite a prat of myself. Then I decided he wasn't interested and just became friends with him. We got closer and closer, until he finally asked me out at the end of the second year. We moved in together after we finished university, and we've been together for a little over three years in total now.

You could always go out by yourself, I guess...or find new friends/acquaintances etc? Colleagues you could get to know better?

[alec_jenner]

Unfortunately, I think this is one of those situations where time is the only true solution...which really, really sucks. I've been in this position before as well, during school. It was pretty much as if all my friends went their own seperate ways. I had a falling out with a couple. One accused me of trying to go behind his back with his girlfriend (which was a false accusation, I might add).

Your friends will come back. At least the good ones will. As for relationships, that's only the icing on the "fed up" cake which I've tasted before as well. Blech.

[the_tingler]

At least the good ones will. Unfortunately I've got a terrible feeling that the words "good" and "friend" are mutually exclusive in my case.

I agree that time is the solution, but I've waited my whole life! Surely 22 years is way too long for someone to go without meeting anyone who seriously cared about them? (I hope you'll read between the lines of that sentence, because I just couldn't bring myself to say the full truth)

Thanks for the words of comfort though. To all of you. If you and the_terrible weren't in a different country I'd have seriously arranged to go see both of you at some point.

As for you pet_lunatic, I wish we'd met sooner, because you're now moving out of my home town, right? Anytime you come back just give me a message and I'll see if I can get back too so we can have a drink or something. If that's okay with you! :)

[pet_lunatic]

I'd love to! We've still got friends in Oxford so we'll be visiting a lot, I imagine. We're only going to Bristol, not very far.

[the_tingler]

Well I'm actually further than that - Bolton's about twice the distance between Bristol and Oxford. Still, I try to get back to see my parents (and my cat) at least one a month.

[the_tingler]

My original post was longer and more depressing, by the way, but unluckily/luckily I pressed the wrong button and deleted it, so I had to swear at LiveJournal for a bit and then wrote it again through gritted teeth and clenched fists.