I find myself 29 and single again. I wonder if I will ever find the right man for me. It seems like all men just like to ski, mountain bike, rock climb, and play video games.
Where are the men that read books, go to museums, create art, and enjoy going for a walk? The deep men that are emotionally intelligent and can communicate in a healthy way? Men who aren't afraid to be vulnerable and speak their truth?
I thought I found one of those men. So sweet and caring. Who loved me so much I could never doubt it even for a second. Yeah he had some mental health issues, but who doesn't? He was getting professional help and working on it. IDK. Maybe I'm lying to myself. I just have this constant argument with myself about him.
He was all those wonderful things but he also got really angry at his mom sometimes, he had no social skills whatsoever (but he also had a super abnormal life where he never got to experience normal social etiquette on a normal basis), his lack of social skills made me embarrassed when we were around other people or my family, now these are the really bad ones... he had intrusive thought about killing people and would watch horrible videos of people getting killed in horribly grotesque ways, and then the worst one of all... he carried a gun around in his fanny pack without telling me. He carried is around when he was with me without my knowledge, hes legally not allowed to have it and doesn't have a carry permit. How can I get over something like that? I could I feel safe around him or trust him again? How is he stil so sweet and so loving and so understanding even when I have to break up with him? I'm so angry at him for messing this up. I was able to understand and forgive and move past so many of his obsticles. Why did he have to do this unforgivable thing?
And yet.. I miss him. And I love him still. I need to move on. I need to stop texting him. I need to stop wanting to text him.
I need to have hope that the man I seek is really out there. I'd like to have my dream home with my dream guy and maybe even some kiddos running around.
Or maybe it's just not in the cards for me. Maybe I need to be okay with being alone. Somehow alone but not lonely??