I’m 23 and I’ve never had a girlfriend. As a consequence, most of my family thinks I’m gay. I’ve had the “it’s okay if you are and we will still love you” speech more times than I care to count. Which is great. It means they love me.
But the thing is, this celibacy isn’t by choice. It just so happens that I’ve been rejected by every single person I’ve ever asked out. No exceptions. That’s how it was like in high school, then in university, and now in the real world. I’ve never known what it is like to be loved by someone other than my mom.
I don’t know what the problem is. I like to think I’m normal. It’s not like I go on a date and then start talking about a collection of cut fingernails I’ve been saving. No – I’m decent looking, handle myself well in social situations, I’m polite and have interests beyond the standard fare.
I’ve been told that my problem is that I’m too nice. That girls like guys with an edge. That girls only start looking for the nice ones later in life. I don’t know what to make of that. Whatever my problem is, for it is my problem, I’m beginning to give up. One can only be rejected so many times.