リンさん
Rina • she/her, lesbian
- Sep 9, 2023
- 323
I'm not really in a good headspace these days, thanks to my health and the way my female body functions around certain times of the months. Things feel overwhelming. My sensory issues worsened. I'm so easily irritated and could blow up with anger or sadness at almost any given moment.
Just today I've already cried so many times, and wished someone could be there for me. Someone who could do the dishes just this one day, because everything is too much and I'm gonna cry if I have to feel the water again. Someone who could talk to me without being judgmental. Someone who could cuddle me and tell me that it will all pass, and soon I'll be okay again.
I find myself yearning so much nearly every day. I want to love, even if there's none in return. I want to give. To care for someone so deeply. To feel it just once, even if I never will again. To say that I loved.
Because it's already so easy for me to "love" someone on a surface level. Come up with a perfect little lie, where everything is tailored to my preferences, and nothing can ever go wrong. I guess this is the reason why having crushes is so exhilarating. But when I truly get to know someone, is when this lie starts to collapse. They're not, in fact, a perfect person. They're… kinda not even that good? Self indulgence is fun, but a fantasy can stay one only for so long, right?
And I don't understand if it's my fault as a person for not being able to love "real" people, or if I just wasn't lucky enough to meet *the one*. I know I've been loved before, and by a really nice human. She was so open, so kind, empathetic, everything I could ever want in a partner. She was willing to do nearly everything, if only I asked her to.
But I still couldn't love her. I don't know why. I had a crush on her initially, sure. It just never evolved into anything bigger. I started seeing her as someone annoying. I didn't want her to compliment me anymore, since it got old and repetitive. I hated the way her voice sounded. I stopped looking at her photos. I found myself googling over and over again if it's normal to not feel anything towards your partner (lol).
We both gave it our best shot and parted on good terms. Even though I still feel immense guilt, because she truly deserves better.
This relationship did neither of us good, and left me questioning my capacity for true love. Can I do what she did for me? Am I too messed up, too critical, too jealous to ever love someone so openly? I hope not.
I fail to picture myself being in love, because I have never experienced it. I loved things, not people. I loved memories, places, words that have been said to me. Not people.
Maybe one day, this will change. Someone will come into my life and turn my entire world upside down, in a good sense.
But for now, I wanna give out as much as I can. Be as kind as I can, even if it's shallow and addressed to strangers who don't even know me. I don't care. I have so much love and a desire to share it, and this is an outlet which is good enough.
Vent over. I don't actually believe anyone will read it till the end, but if you did - thank you! I appreciate it a lot.
Just today I've already cried so many times, and wished someone could be there for me. Someone who could do the dishes just this one day, because everything is too much and I'm gonna cry if I have to feel the water again. Someone who could talk to me without being judgmental. Someone who could cuddle me and tell me that it will all pass, and soon I'll be okay again.
I find myself yearning so much nearly every day. I want to love, even if there's none in return. I want to give. To care for someone so deeply. To feel it just once, even if I never will again. To say that I loved.
Because it's already so easy for me to "love" someone on a surface level. Come up with a perfect little lie, where everything is tailored to my preferences, and nothing can ever go wrong. I guess this is the reason why having crushes is so exhilarating. But when I truly get to know someone, is when this lie starts to collapse. They're not, in fact, a perfect person. They're… kinda not even that good? Self indulgence is fun, but a fantasy can stay one only for so long, right?
And I don't understand if it's my fault as a person for not being able to love "real" people, or if I just wasn't lucky enough to meet *the one*. I know I've been loved before, and by a really nice human. She was so open, so kind, empathetic, everything I could ever want in a partner. She was willing to do nearly everything, if only I asked her to.
But I still couldn't love her. I don't know why. I had a crush on her initially, sure. It just never evolved into anything bigger. I started seeing her as someone annoying. I didn't want her to compliment me anymore, since it got old and repetitive. I hated the way her voice sounded. I stopped looking at her photos. I found myself googling over and over again if it's normal to not feel anything towards your partner (lol).
We both gave it our best shot and parted on good terms. Even though I still feel immense guilt, because she truly deserves better.
This relationship did neither of us good, and left me questioning my capacity for true love. Can I do what she did for me? Am I too messed up, too critical, too jealous to ever love someone so openly? I hope not.
I fail to picture myself being in love, because I have never experienced it. I loved things, not people. I loved memories, places, words that have been said to me. Not people.
Maybe one day, this will change. Someone will come into my life and turn my entire world upside down, in a good sense.
But for now, I wanna give out as much as I can. Be as kind as I can, even if it's shallow and addressed to strangers who don't even know me. I don't care. I have so much love and a desire to share it, and this is an outlet which is good enough.
Vent over. I don't actually believe anyone will read it till the end, but if you did - thank you! I appreciate it a lot.