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This Is Why...
I hope I can make these points as clear as possible. Everything I am telling you is why you are special. I think the best way to go about this is to start at the beginning. About seven years ago, I was given the opportunity to meet you. We both attended the same church and I felt split apart. I was a dorky kid with curly hair and nerdy glasses. I suffered from social anxiety and I didn't know how to spark conversations with anyone—especially you. Little did I know of the adventures and pain we would go through. Little did I know of the laughs and the crying. Little did I know, I was going to learn what it felt like to live.
By Noah Hunter8 years ago in Humans
Finding 'Happily Ever After'
#MyWorstDateYou know, no one ever talks about dating or finding love from where I come from. They never talk about how they found it, and when they do, it is usually a story involving a drunken night, teenage pregnancy, and a shotgun wedding (though I give points for originality to the one couple who said they overdosed on heroine together and did it right on the hospital bed as soon as they woke up from the medications). There aren't a lot of real love stories that you hear about in my hometown that are really romantic and inspiring, so I guess it's a bit of my fault for having some standards and wants when it came to courting girls, and no one actually shared decent advice with me except what I saw in movies and TV (though I never saw any of MTV's "reality" shows). So when I moved to college and was looking for someone that I could spoil the shit out of on Valentine's Day, I had no training on social interactions except for what I learned in movies and TV. But it was not in college that I had the worst date ever, oh no, it was in college I found a way to move down to Disney World to work in an internship did I see her and started courting her, and that is where the heartache started.In the land where dreams come true, especially for a young lad with nothing but dreams and hopes for the future in his head, one can possibly see how the lad would get caught up in the pixie dust and believe that love truly is an open door. But just because it is open it does not mean it is open for everyone; case in point is Katie West. The day I saw her I knew I was crazy about her. The way she laughed, how her golden hair swayed in the wind, her smile, and the sound of her voice was the very song of a siren. A California dreamer with a passion for science and discovery; she was as interesting to listen to as she was beautiful, and we did talk as much as we could through text, through Facebook, and at class when we could. After a few months, I nut up and asked her out to Magic Kingdom to spend one of our days off together there. And boy was it a cold, awkward, and one-sided mess!To think that this girl that I could literally spend hours talking to through text and messenger I could not strike up a conversation with, even when we were sitting at a table in a quiet place in the one resort destination we and everyone else wanted to go to!? ( What's even more unbelievable, I WAS ABLE TO FIND A QUIET PLACE IN MAGIC KINGDOM TO HAVE DINNER AT AT ALL!!) Now I admit I am a social idiot and suck at making conversation, but that does not mean it is entirely my fault. Now before you turn away, let me ask you this...how the hell do you win someone over who is constantly on their phone or ignoring you!? Because let me tell you, it is not easy. Especially when the first word is "What" every time you try and talk. And I know this girl. She does not have a tragic backstory behind her and believe me, I would have known about it. Now maybe this is my fault because I never said this was a "date" officially to her, but honestly! It was clear she was not even paying attention to me the whole time. The one time she acknowledged me was when I got her a churro (her favorite treat) and she didn't even look at me but so graciously said "Thanks Allen" (and for those confused, yes my name is Alex, and I have no idea where Allen came from). And on that note, I would like to take this time to thank Katie for giving me a memory I will never forget. This was the FIRST time I ever had a terrible day in Magic Kingdom as well as the worst date I have ever been on. Well done, you.
By Alex LeBlanc8 years ago in Humans
Why Do I Settle?
Often times I find myself in the rawest moments of a breakup, or the end to an almost relationship. The moment where you are alone, left to realize that there will be no more late night calls, or constant text messages, no more partner in crime or a reliable movie date. In these moments I am alone, I really allow myself to feel. Not the muffled feeling where you keep quiet and have to plaster on the brave face so your roommates don't worry again. No, this is the feeling of complete despair, crying as I wish, throwing what I please, screaming what I desire.
By Liz Galante8 years ago in Humans
It Is Almost 2 a.m. as I Write This
It is almost 2 a.m. as I write this. I can't sleep. I don't want to sleep. In two hours my twin flame will awaken. Soon thereafter, he will be on his way back home. Stan's home is in Texas. I live in Florida. Being with Stan feels like home for me. He is what I've wanted to call home for over three decades.
By Tammy Soley8 years ago in Humans
Life of an Empath
Being an empath is a blessing and a curse. I started to notice as I got older that for some reason I seem much happier and sadder at times and had absolutely no idea why. It all started when I was minding my own business standing in line at a Safeway. All of a sudden I noticed that there was a single mother with 3 children in line in front of me. As she was trying to calm her children she shakingly grabbed her WIC check out of her purse, glancing around as if someone was watching her. Now this is where it gets weird. All of a sudden I felt so anxious. Almost as if I were having another panic attack. But today it was different. I felt strange almost as if I was standing in this woman’s shoes, as I also started shaking, I had no idea why. As a not-so-gentleman shouted from the end of the line “oh there goes the WIC check!” I instantly turned around and yelled at this man. The woman was clearly embarrassed but I felt like I was speaking for this woman. Almost as if her words were coming out of my mouth. This guy was obviously a jerk. No doubt. But after I finished yelling at this man, I paid for my stuff and just started sobbing in my car. I had no idea why I was so sad, maybe because I felt so bad for this woman but I was still unsure. All I know is I could FEEL the way this woman was feeling.
By Michelle Smith8 years ago in Humans
A Different Kind of Love
I remember the first time I ever fell in love. I was nineteen years old, and up until that point, I had been dating for company and convenience. Every relationship that I had was casual and meaningless and served to do nothing but evoke a sense of longing in me; a longing for more depth, for more passion, just for MORE. I would lie awake at night thinking: Is this it? Is this the summation of my love life? Or rather the absence of one. The absence of the passion which was all-encompassing in my life seemed to captivate my waking and sleeping mind. I should probably mention that I was also deeply closeted at the time. I kept flitting from guy to guy like bees flit between flowers searching for the best pollen. Until I met my first girlfriend, I had been picking up the wrong kind of pollen, I suppose. I would tell myself, "I'll date a girl after I break up with this guy!" However, the fear of what coming out could do to me, a child of a religious, conservative family, proved to be more of an incentive than love.
By Seattle Greer8 years ago in Humans
Today's Topic: Dear Internet, Part 1
The internet is a treasure trove of people seeking advice. I, myself, have spent the past several days googling what exactly to do with an insecure boyfriend. Like all things, one must consider the source. For example: who am I more likely to trust with the sudden changes in my romantic relationship? Cosmo or the Good Men Project? In this case, The Good Men Project. After all, I am dating (I think I still am, anyway), a red-blooded, redheaded man. Not an appletini with better hair products than myself.
By Mary Celer8 years ago in Humans
My Worst Valentine's Day Ever
Valentine's Day is a day most people find the most difficult. But I find it is the day to be the most beautiful, full of love and hope. It's a day celebrating love in all stages! Whether you have a Valentine or not, it's a day to spread love!
By Faith Heple8 years ago in Humans
