- Joined
- Aug 14, 2017
I’ve whined about my issues with dating in this thread before, but I finally realized the core issue: I treat myself like a beta orbiter in my own relationships.
I told people in a group I’m in that I was worried if I even asked a girl if we could hold hands that she’d call the cops, and I was, rightly, called autistic and told to go see a therapist. Then I remembered my girlfriend told me she bought lingerie and I was like ‘oh, can I see’ and then I followed it up with ‘but not while you’re wearing it’ and later I apologized for even asking for that, because I was so afraid she’d think I was attracted to her and then she’d stop going out with me because she wouldn’t like that. I know, I deserve to be called autistic. I was even worried when I suggested we go out for Valentine’s that she would have her secret ‘actual’ relationship that she’d want to go out with them instead, which in retrospect is, again, exceptional.
Now that I’m aware of this I’m hoping I can stop being an incel by 2022. (The fact that I’m not a KHV is honestly shocking to me).
Also finally told my boss (well, had someone else tell her because she’s terrifying) that I hate this internship and I don’t wanna come back after Christmas, so I’m glad that’s finally over with.
I told people in a group I’m in that I was worried if I even asked a girl if we could hold hands that she’d call the cops, and I was, rightly, called autistic and told to go see a therapist. Then I remembered my girlfriend told me she bought lingerie and I was like ‘oh, can I see’ and then I followed it up with ‘but not while you’re wearing it’ and later I apologized for even asking for that, because I was so afraid she’d think I was attracted to her and then she’d stop going out with me because she wouldn’t like that. I know, I deserve to be called autistic. I was even worried when I suggested we go out for Valentine’s that she would have her secret ‘actual’ relationship that she’d want to go out with them instead, which in retrospect is, again, exceptional.
Now that I’m aware of this I’m hoping I can stop being an incel by 2022. (The fact that I’m not a KHV is honestly shocking to me).
Also finally told my boss (well, had someone else tell her because she’s terrifying) that I hate this internship and I don’t wanna come back after Christmas, so I’m glad that’s finally over with.