Solitaire.

People say this is a bad thing. I really can't figure out why they say this though. Being solitary is the most refreshing thing in the world. No drama, no dealing with other peoples mistakes, no fighting, no bickering, no putting your well-being aside-- none of that (unless it's with yourself of course.) Then one would argue that it's not fun to be lonely. I have a solution! For me, at least, I don't use people as a realm of satisfying loneliness. I use things. I am a very materialistic person! Is this bad? Not sure. But, it works for me. I use hobbies to occupy my mind.
It took me a long time to admit why I don't allow myself to get close to many people. In conclusion, it's because people always seem to hurt me in the end. It's too hard to deal with. I've been hurt enough for a lifetime. I use writing and reading and studying and things to take up my time. I used to be such a social butterfly when I was younger. As I got older, I began to see inside the true depths of people, and I became frightened. I ran away from situations where I could get hurt. I still do that. In the end, sometimes I still get hurt, but usually, I don't. That wall I built stands strong to this day. When it comes to relationships with men, since my big break-up in 08, I do it every single time. I can't hold down a relationship it seems because I don't want to get hurt. Many women are like that I've heard. It's human instinct! I mean, why would you want to keep going back to the things that cause you the most pain? Exactly. You wouldn't.
I always wanted to live alone, in a high rise apartment in Somebigcity, U.S.A. I wanted to be able to ride a subway or walk to work everyday. I always dreamed of being in a Criminal Justice type field. That hasn't changed. I always wanted to be able to visit a coffee shop with a book store after work to wind down. Then, home at last. A nice hot bath every night and cuddle up in my satin pajamas with my dog. Fall asleep reading a book, and wake up and do it all over again. That's seriously what I wanted. I didn't ever envision a man or kids in my life as I got older. I never wanted them and, honestly, still don't. Here's the part that confuses me. If I so badly don't want a man, then why do I always date them, become involved, make plans (that I really don't want), and get heart broken all over again like always? I can't seem to make that part clear. Maybe it's because I am human afterall and long for that companionship (whether I want to admit it or not.) I wish I could look at a man and think nothing other than him being a person. I don't want to automatically think of their physique or charm or whatever else draws a woman to a man and possibilities of a future when that's not really what I want! I can't seem to put a wall up in those types of situations, unlike friends.
I'm going to have to make it up in my mind not to date people if it's constantly going to encase turmoil! I want clarity in this so much. I wish a magic genie could make me realize everything I need to be in order to get where I'm going. If only life really had an "easy" button!
By the time I recognize this moment, this moment will be gone...

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Me, I go like a pendulum, it seems. very solitary, then very social, then back again. Perhaps there's a middle ground? I'm not real good at middle ground, tbh.
Just FYI, I lost somebody I loved not long ago, too. I think they got scared, just as you described. It's a "b" to deal with and that's part of what drew me to your blog(s). You've been there too.
Bon chance!
FB
Thank you.
I like your description as being like a pendulum. I'm no good at a middle ground either.
I have been there. It tore me into a million pieces loosing him. I believe he got scared as well. We were high school sweethearts. It nearly killed me. That's what many of my older blogs are about. Unfortunately, that's what many of my newer blogs are becoming about as well. I was doing fine for months, and now it's haunting me again.
Merci pour le bon chance!
-Sharon