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I’m currently sick with a virus that my kids brought home for school. I spent the last two days in bed with a fever, not moving much, and lost in thought about anything and everything. I’ve posted here once before, and used to use whisper prior to it disappearing.
It got me thinking about the cycle of looking for someone, finding someone, it either working or not working out, giving it up, and then ultimately repeating. Why do we repeat? A hope for something that we just haven’t found yet? Even then, if we aren’t looking to change each other’s lives, are we not just setting ourselves up for desperate pain when we really do fall for each other and cannot be near one another?
I have had one true connection. It was for 3 years and it was amazing, until it ultimately had to stop. The heartbreak was intense.
Yet I am still here. Perhaps I’m a hopeless romantic, although I wouldn’t say so. But clearly I believe, or hope, that there is someone to connect with that will be worth all the risk.
Ramblings aside, I’m 35, married with two kids. I’m English but living in the eastern timezone. I’m 6’2, blue eyes, light brown hair, tattoos, a beard and a lean athletic build. I love to have both serious conversations and great banter. My two first loves are sports and history. I love a good conversation, so if you do to, please do say hi!
I’m stuck on the couch for a further day or two, and have all the time in the world. If you made it this far, let me know what era of history you would go back to if you could just for a week!
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