I was around 20 when I was insanely in love. Not with a guy, but the idea of him. I always knew that. He was a personification of everything our society desires from a partner - above average looks, smartness, niceness and confidence. I thought I fit that bill too, so it shouldn’t be too hard for him to desire me the same way, no?
Being strung along
Being strung along
Being strung along
I was around 20 when I was insanely in love. Not with a guy, but the idea of him. I always knew that. He was a personification of everything our society desires from a partner - above average looks, smartness, niceness and confidence. I thought I fit that bill too, so it shouldn’t be too hard for him to desire me the same way, no?