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Original: 12/29/2008 12:48 PM
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Monday, December 29, 2008

 I hate coming on here only to angst, but I'm putting my meaningful stuff on Being  & Context now, so that's that.

Angst.  It's a word that's pejorated somewhat, but I'm using it in an older sense:  a profound and deep-seated spiritual condition of insecurity and despair.

Before I begin, I want to make sure that you know I'm not referring to my work here--at least not monolithically.  But I wonder:  if I can't find a human being who accepts me, how can I expect my work to be accepted?

I'm coming to the conclusion that I will never have a meaningful relationship with a woman beyond mere friendship:  whenever I try to move further, I inevitably fail, and I inevitably break myself in the attempt.  This has happened dozens of times, and I have no success stories.  It's rare that I receive even so much as a smile or a platonic hug.  I am no more successful with women now that I'm a senior in college than I was when I was a freshman in high school.

Extrapolating from what has happened before, I'm going to die alone wrapped in a rosary of failures that turned to chains. 

God, no wonder I don't advertise this Xanga's existence.

The fact of the matter is this:  I feel like a diabetic on Halloween.  I feel like a color-blind child lost in the Louvre.  I don't know how to fix this.  I don't know what I'm supposed to do.  I feel like I've tried everything, and everything just fails on me.  The worst part is that I know my friends sympathize, but there's no way they know exactly how I feel.  I'm lonely as all hell, and it scares me; I have no idea what real intimacy feels like.  I don't know what it's like to feel the affection of another human being, to know what it's like to be devoted and to feel that devotion accepted.

Last night, I was up until 5AM, trying to calm my mind, trying to trick myself into feeling like things would be alright long enough to fall asleep.  I barely got four hours of rest, and it was interrupted by cramps. 

I don't want to be J. Alfred Prufrock; I don't want it, but nothing's going to take that feeling away.  It's getting very hard to go on with this mockery that is my social life--maybe I should just become a hermit and throw myself into my writing.  At least then, I'd only have one problem.
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I'm sorry. If I were there, I would give you a platonic hug.

I'd offer you advice, but I don't really know what I'm talking about. But I have to say, the times I've had the best luck with relationships generally (friendly and otherwise) are when I've stopped trying to make them happen. Also, I don't know what you're like in real life (and only just found out what you even look like, by looking through the pictures on your facebook -- how did I know you had longish brown hair?), but your lack of luck kind of baffles me. I mean, you have a lot of the qualities that I at least find appealing. (Okay, I'm not exactly a perfect representative of the sex, but I was born a woman and by God I'll die one.) I mean, for one thing (as I just discovered) you're not a bad looking guy; you're intelligent and interested in the world of ideas, which is definitely a point in your favor; you're a fantastic writer; and you're capable of being emotionally honest with yourself and with others (witness the above post, as evidence A). So... I don't really know what your problem is. I mean, I don't know how it happens.

Sorry I can't be of any actual help, but I think you're pretty cool. Maybe try talking to more random strangers; sometimes you get lucky. (I met my boyfriend that way.)
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Throughout high school and college, I've had miserable luck trying to find anyone who'd give me a chance. You've been a great friend, consoling me during those trying times. I needn't remind you or myself of the time when I was led on and used. I lost quite a few friends due to my crying spells then, but you stood by me. It was only until after college did I finally meet someone; we are to be married sometime next year. I met my fiance through okcupid, I know I know everyone rags on internet dating, but it does work.

Too much emphasis is placed on college being the be-all-end-all for friendships and relationships. I didn't finally be myself, make really any friends, and find love till afterwards. I've heard many people tell me, 'maybe you will meet the one when your fifty+', which annoyed me, so I don't want to come off sounding like that.

Perhaps not focusing on trying to get a relationship might help; people can sense desperation which I must've exuded back then. As a girl, I must say that a guy with female friends is a positive; it shows that he can relate and talk with girls instead of viewing them as the next conquest. There are any girls out there who would love to find a guy like that; it might come as a surprise, but after talking a lot with my girl friends I realize that many girls feel lonely too. It's a universal thing, though its a very solitary feeling. Anyway, you're a great guy and I would've gone out with you if I lived closer by.

 ---elise

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