Do I Put Up Barriers On My Own Or Do I Really Not Get Up?

The Story

A young and very in love person is writing to you. It is strange to me that this is how I reveal my feelings and I am afraid. Very, awful, because it's not my style. It's hard to look inside myself, but there is a huge emptiness and lack of love and attention. I have never had many friends and normal family relationships. I grew up far from Bulgaria with one parent. A parent who dumped me every week for banquets, gatherings with friends, and parties. The most interesting thing is that this was the one in charge, the other one wasn't even looking for us. This affected my consciousness a lot, I was a stable rebel. I walked on a ridge, doing all sorts of nonsense. Nothing bad or embarrassing, but I raised people's blood. I still remember my mother forbidding me to wear an earring, so I pierced half of my face. I changed naturally. I still carry some of this conviction, but in a much more acceptable version.

Despite my appearance and people's beliefs, I am a good person. A man who longs to love and be loved. To fill this void in yourself. There is nothing more important to me. Writing this, I'm trying to overcome a part of myself ... it's hard. There's a girl. Gentle, beautiful, and cute. I look at her more and more often and say to myself "she is".

Yes, she is a wonderful creature. This is where all my worries and fears come from. I really want to be with her, but I don't know how it will happen. I'm afraid to reveal myself, not to be rejected and abandoned again. I convince myself that something could happen ... and the next moment I tell myself that I have to be realistic. I had decided to? show your sympathy. She did not come that day. I'm not superstitious, but I took that as a sign.

Then I was stopped again. I decided to invite her for a walk ... and that's when my wallet disappeared. Twice I decided to act and there were obstacles. The other reason I put up barriers is the former? Radically different. 11 years older than me, wearing a suit that exudes security. He also lit me up on the issue. He happened to be sitting across from me in a restaurant.

Then he came to me. Don't spare your qualifications at my address. He also diagnosed me. I'm a "piss" (whatever it is), a deluded nervous, thirsty for attention, unstable, and obviously quite a believer. I didn't react to his insults, after which he said he cared about me (haha) and just didn't want to waste my time. I deserve something more ... different. I have no idea what to do. I do not want to do anything. I listen to a song that the girl sent me and I feel sorry for myself. I keep thinking about her, I can't find a place. I wrote an awful lot, excuse me.

Last Updated
July 28, 2020
Author:
neetu9

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