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I am tired of keeping myself hopeful, I had a vision of myself for when I turn 40(ask the 20 year old me), but with every passing year, I drift further from it. I keep telling myself that I’ll find my way back, but let’s be real—that’s never happening. Most of the time, I blame myself for the life I’m in, but when I’m angry, I blame my partner. I never signed up for this—so who’s really at fault? Is it her or is it really me? Is it too late to change things?
And here I am, on vacation, wondering if I’m the only one who feels lonely even when surrounded by people.
Where do people turn when they crave connection but aren’t willing (or able) to take drastic steps? When reality keeps them tethered, yet they still dream of freedom? It’s not just about sex, and it’s not exactly emotional either—it’s something in between.
Truth is, I don’t even know what I want. And I don’t blame you for not knowing either. I’m just chasing a feeling, and even if we talk, there’s a good chance it won’t lead anywhere. I get that.
For context: I make good money in a job AI will probably replace soon. I stay fit. And I won’t apologize for not being attracted to people I don’t find attractive. I’m 5'11", confident enough to wear fancy underwear, and making money is basically my hobby. At this point, I’d rather be brutally honest than pretend I’m looking for something meaningful when I know deep down, I’m not.
If this "all over the place fucked up" post resonates with you send me a message starting a number between 1 and 100, the crazier the reason the better.
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