Lemmings, why did you decide to never confess to someone that you liked so much?
Lemmings, why did you decide to never confess to someone that you liked so much?
Lemmings, why did you decide to never confess to someone that you liked so much?
Various reasons over the years:
In the end, I'm 32 and single, my friends are getting married and starting their own families and I have this dreadful feeling that I missed out on something important in life, I drown this feeling in work, video games and all sorts of projects, but when I'm alone and I can't think of anything to do and I start thinking about the future, I want to kill myself.
It's never too late, man. Get therapied up, and you got a whole life ahead of you. My grandmother didn't remarry until 76, and she's been married 16 years already.
I’d so sorry to hear that. Stay strong brother, my thoughts are with you!
Please don't. Seek help. You're not alone.
Wrong race that would upset my parents
Your parents aren't going to date your partner, so their opinions on her race mean absolutely nothing. It's like going to a restaurant with a friend and they tell you you can't order salmon because they don't like it. It's not their food, so what they say doesn't matter since they're not eating it.
Feeling that my interest in the other person is not genuine and that I only see her as a sexual object
This felt a little too real to read. I know that feeling, and it's not nice. I got no advice here, just letting you know you're not alone in feeling it.
I have this dreadful feeling that I missed out on something important in life
The best part about life is that you get to define what's important to you. Some people may find meaning in having a family, but it's not the only objective way of finding meaning/purpose. You could find joy in creating things, exploring the world, even just working. There's no secret formula or shortcut to finding it, and there's definitely no hard rules about what it can be. I hope this helps you feel better.
Your parents aren’t going to date your partner, so their opinions on her race mean absolutely nothing
Thank you. I am Filipino and have experienced racism my entire life living in the US and growing up in the south. I wasn't sure what to say but when I see comments like not dating someone of a specific race - obviously its enraging.
You're completely right. Her race does not matter and parents get no say in who you date as an adult.
My 90-yo stepfather skyped me recently to introduce me to his new girlfriend. She's 69, younger than me! It's never too late. And you are really young, lol.
I’m 37 and am just now starting to have some of the best sex of my life. Still single, but feeling more and more confident in myself and seeing major changes in how I approach my own sexuality, what a relationship is, and what I would want out of one.
Therapy was paramount.
There is no shame in getting help for yourself. Get the help you need and take time doing it. Confidence adds to sexiness.
Me too bro.
We were both married and I was genuinely worried she might feel the same way.
Why ruin four people's live on an indulgence?
to quote Niles on Frasier "Why should two people be happy? When four people could be ECSTATIC"
Crippling self doubt, what else?
She trusted me as a friend and really loved the asshole. I knew him a lot longer than she did and really couldn't stand the guy, and I don't think he liked me either, but she didn't know that. I was dating someone else too, but my gf didn't compare to her.
Funny thing is she'd tell me about their arguments and disputes and 90% of the time, she was in the wrong and I'd tell her that. I couldn't believe I was defending him but I was honest and she appreciated my sharing a dude's perspective. He followed her to college, and I don't think he'd have even went if not for her, and they got married after. Still married now 30+ years later. I can only believe he grew into a much better man than he seemed to be as a kid, and I'm glad I didn't interfere with their relationship. I eventually found my soul-mate and best friend so wouldn't change a thing, but I can't help but wonder how things might have played out in some alternate universe.
If it helps, I saw you arguing with her in that universe because of how you made the morning coffee too strong again after married for 7 years. The feelings between you guys were genuine and passionate but for many times you called me up late at night for a quick beer, complaining how things would have been different.
I'm glad to see you in a better place in this universe. Cherish what you have now, bro.
Lol... no worries. I have no doubt I'm with the woman I was made for. 14 years of marriage and we've never even had a harsh word between us and we love each other's company. It's a rare match and both of us, having been in bad marriages the first time around, know just how fortunate we are to have found each other. As I said, I wouldn't go back in time and change a thing.
Besides, my wife and I both know there's no such thing as coffee that's too strong. It'd be a fight every morning! 🙂
Cause I was the gender they weren't into (repeat x30).
Where are all the bi folk when you need 'em
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While that's ideal, yes, I'd settle for more lesbians. 😄
She was a 10, I'm a solid 4 when I get all done up.
I thought you were talking about age...
Damn. No. We were in our early 20s.
I did too at first! Just like oh fuck where is this sentence going...
If she’s not done up would she be a 6-7? You need to catch her then!
Seriously though she’s a 10 in your eyes because she’s I assume pretty plus you like who she is as a person. Maybe you haven’t accounted for how she sees you as a person. I guess what I’m saying is we all assume pretty people won’t be into us because we’re not attractive. But by doing so you’re judging things by looks too. If you truly like the person take a shot and get to know her and show her who you are.
Honestly finding love is a grind. Not by pure chance. I tried and failed so much before I met my wife and I owe it to those failures. It made me a better partner but also a way better first few dates.
She was literally the girl who people stopped and got her to pose for professional pictures on the beach and I'm the guy they'd forget was there. But we got along great.
4 isn't bad. 5 is the average, 4 is just slightly below, so still fair.
Agreed! I'm not ashamed of my looks, when I put a suit on for work my wife compliments me almost every time and I feel so pretty.
Not only that but people tend to rate themselves slightly lower than what they really are
There's this girl I've known for almost 10 years and we always-maybe-kinda liked each other, but we have this "non verbal agreement" of not bothering one another because in reality we both know we would tear each other apart in the end.
There are some character traits that are funny as long as you are friends but would be destructive as partners.
I never had to confess, she knew. And I knew she liked me back. But she could never bring herself to go for it, over fear of ruining the friendship. But her refusal to go for it made it so that over time the friendship was ruined anyways from me feeling jerked around/used.
It was never the right time, also haven’t thought of her in years.
She was the only what if for me tbh, I haven’t thought of her in years as said. Hope she’s doing well, but it’s important to always move on from this stuff lol. Don’t hang onto it, if it was going to work it would have
I've tried 4 times, 1 was a complete rejection that nearly ruined a friendship, the second was a weird soft-rejection that led to a friends relationship that felt a lot like I was taking advantage of this person. That ended when they moved away.
The other two led to relationships, one lasted a month and ended with me getting dumped. Second is my current girlfriend.
All of these happened within a year, starting when I was 22. Before that first rejection I had never made a move on anyone because I had 0 self confidence and could only see women as sexual objects. The girl who first rejected me was the first one that I liked for genuine reasons, which allowed me to change the way I looked at women. I now have a lot of female friends and hardly ever think about women I see in a sexual way, when 2 years ago I couldn't see a woman without thinking that way. I owe a lot to the girl who rejected me, and we are now friends again, for which I am grateful.
The girl who first rejected me was the first one that I liked for genuine reasons, which allowed me to change the way I looked at women
Was there anything she did specifically that made you look at women as a whole differently?
She talked to me without me having to strike up the conversation, that was a huge part of it. She was really easy to talk to, and friendly to everyone. She was passionate about the same things as me, and got me out doing things that were beyond my comfort zone. Basically, she was a human being who treated me like an equal human being. There was no disgust at my presence, or laughing at my awkwardness. Those had been the things I was afraid of prior to that.
Because there are so many easier, safer, less awkward ways to check if someone likes me back or not. And if it turns out they do, I don't need to confess anything, I just set up dates, or do nice things for them and see where that takes us.
Do you mean you just ask people out? like no fear and you're just always sure?
What? I'm never sure about anything these days. I just feel "I've always wanted to try this restaurant, would you be interested" is better than "I have to confess something ... I'm totally attracted to you" That being said I'm in a committed relationship right now and it started with just spending time together naturally.
I was a mess and even though we were both hot to trot I did not want to enter into a relationship before getting my shit together.
It's been a few decades now but I'm sure that one day I will... not sure my wife will understand though 😂
going through this rn, but congrats on finding some peace with it
In my case, and in retrospect, it was in large part caused by undiagnosed ADHD and autism.
From a single sentence I wouldn't be able to say one way or the other whether it's something that affects you, but it was immensely helpful to look at a series of videos about "Adult ADHD" on YouTube. It became clear that a major portion of my issues could be attributed to my lack of knowledge about myself and these issues.
I wanted kids of my own and she didn't. It never would have worked.
I decided not to confess to a coworker because I had learned that lesson the hard way at a previous job. I figured it would be better to not mix work and dating. Unfortunately as time went on I grew infatuated with this coworker and it took a combination of meditation, medication, and real intense personal work to realize that my infatuation was really just my mind's way of trying to distract me from my own anxiety and depression. So I focused on that and ended up getting a better job and meeting someone who was such a significantly better match for me.
It never quite felt right. We were really close friends sharing a lot with each other and hanging out multiple times a week, so after a while I developed feelings for him. But something always felt off to me, so I let it stay that way and didn't push it any further.
He completely destroyed our friendship in a span of a few weeks by suddenly centering his whole life around one dude and behaving like I never existed. It still hurt to be cut off like that, but I'm happy it didn't hurt more.
It felt amazing to be constantly flirting. We were more in love with the eternal crush than eachother. Always a word away from spelling out the truth, but the dream was more exciting than any possible reality. We would spend the early hours talking remotely about nothing and everything at the same time. When we did meet in person among common friends, we would lock knowing gazes. We both had our own relationships, but kept this small cozy flame secretly burning over the years, and never let it develop into a full blown blaze in fear of losing what was so magical about it.
I'm autistic. I didn't know I was at the time, but I did know that I had a hard time making and keeping friends, and that people didn't think of me "that way". Or, if they did, I wasn't aware of it. I had a very hard time understanding or following any kind of social conventions, or even understanding basic rules of society. I also had a lot of religious trauma from being raised in--and escaping--a cult, and I didn't really have a good way to work through my batshit crazy beliefs that were still stuck in my head. Meanwhile, she was an opiate and cocaine addict; most of the people she dated were people that could supply her with drugs long term. I have a suspicion that she's been a sex worker at at least some points in her life. At the time, we worked together closely.
I've changed a lot since then. Aside from the drugs, I'm pretty sure that I'm the kind of person now that she would have thrown herself at then. I've also grown up enough to realize that, first, what I was experiencing was a feeling called "limerance", and second, that any relationship I would have had with her at that time would have been deeply destructive to me.
Thanks for the new vocabulary. That's a useful word
oh hey, I also had to escape a cult when I was younger.
The time before, I got laughed out of the room.
Because I was married to someone else. She was also married.
This.
I am married for longer than a decade, yet my instincts still develop a crush on random good looking women. I don't tell anyone because I will feel ashamed by moral standards. I also won't make a move on any one and painfully waiting for the feeling to wear off or the person to move away.
We're best friends and I don’t want to lose him
I was in the not-so-fun part of depression.
She isn't attracted to anyone romantically, nothing about romance made sense for her at all. She made that point multiple times on our conversations. It'd be best for both of us if I won't confess, since I cannot imagine damaging our relationship as close friends.
They're not gay.
After being friends with her for a year, one year less than the amount of time I had a massive crush on her, I asked her out. She rejected me, but we agreed to stay friends and she assured me that nothing happened and we can continue like before. However, I now feel like I'm being used (or how do you say it). She doesn't talk to me as much, only contacts me when she has a tech problem. That doesn't seem like a friendship. When I confronted her, she said she wasn't ghosting me, stopped for like a week, then continued.
I still think about her every day.
Ah, man, this hurts a lot. It appears that you were keen in helping her with whatever kind of problems, personal or business, but she wasn't in a reciprocal place.
Sometimes after a failed confession, the reality of course doesn't match your expectation. I just ask myself that if it's someone else, what I would expect from them in the response of friends helping each other out. She might truly be using you, or anyone who fell into her trap.
I'm not saying she's an abusive woman but those definitely exist. Glad you made your way out.
They work in retail and where I live it's considered inappropriate for a customer to hit on someone who works in retail. I only know them from where they use to work and I had a chance to ask them out then but I fucked up thinking I shouldn't ask right away and instead wait to go back. Then I never saw them again until they started working at a different store - both dispensaries.
They're never alone at work and I still don't think I should say anything cause technically its their job to be nice to me anyways.
If you know them previously, then you aren't inappropriate to ask them out. Just give em a card with your number on it and leave it to them to reach out if they want to.
yeah the problem is now I'd have to do that in front of several people they work with. So like, this would either be embarrassing for them in front of their coworkers, or for me, or for both of us.
They only know them previously because they worked at a different retail store "I know you from when you worked at store A and now you work at store B"
She’s straight and I’m bi. I didn’t see a point in confessing. Besides, we were really good friends and I didn’t want to make things awkward between us. It did hurt for a long time, though.
I was just a kid, get off my back!
Because of my mirror.
To be honest, I've had 4 actual crushes so far, and I asked out 3 of them. They all ended in rejection, and the one I didn't ask, I don't know about. I'm moving away soon, I know I won't see her again, and I barely know her, so I decided it's best to leave it at that. We haven't talked much, but it is still a bit of a what if I talked to her more and asked her out when I had the time for that, and the chance?
Often it’s because I’m just too afraid because the person is ridiculously good looking that I don’t think I have a chance, rejection always sucks. I’ve been with an attractive person or two in my time, so I know it’s not impossible, I’m ok-ish on a good day, but I know I’ll be so… distracted by their good looks that I probably won’t have anything intelligent to say.
There’s also the chance that either of us is in a relationship or workmates, which just isn’t a good mix and eventually leads to problems. Otherwise, I wish casual sex was just a common thing that people just did without any stigma attached to it (assuming STDs weren’t so rampant and safe sex was also just as common).
I wish casual sex was just a common thing that people just did without any stigma attached to it
ugh. Move to Portland. Most people here just sleep around and have no intentions of ever being in a real relationship.
Personally I hate that. But I guess it sure does work for a lot of people.
We were coworkers sharing an office. Also she was married (and didn't identify herself as polyamorous). I didn't want to start drama.
Lack of self-confidence? Even when given the chance to do so... was probably for the best, I'm in a stable long term relationship now and at the time, I would have been a pretty rubbish boyfriend.
I couldn't be a used car salesman. I wouldn't be able to bring myself to sell someone a lemon.