“Love Isn’t Meant For Me.”

A cautionary tale for the romantic idealists who hate dating.

If I had a dollar for every piece of content I’ve consumed about healthy relationship-building, I’d be filthy rich. Maybe you can relate.

Communication tips, attachment styles, identifying red flags and what to do about it, how to handle conflict, how to have difficult conversations. I’m basically an expert.

Or… so you’d think.

Because for all of this knowledge I’ve accumulated, I have literally no practical experience to show for it. And frankly, that’s really no one’s fault but my own.

You see, I have an affliction called Idealism. I love the idea of love and what could be, but I hate the actual experience of dating to get there.

• The confusion — Do they like me, or not?
• The anxiety — They’re not texting me, what if they didn’t enjoy our date?
• The comparison — There’s no way they would want me over that person.
• The hopelessness — I should just give up now before I make myself look stupid)
• The expectations — If they don’t reach out soon, that must mean they don’t like me.
• And of course, the overthinking. So, so much overthinking.