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F_uckYourselves
This is a recurring problem in all my relationships, romantic and platonic alike. People's interest in me only seems to extend as far as what I can do for them. My friends are happy to reach out to me when they need something: a favor, emotional support, a listening ear, free entertainment. But if it's a matter of socializing just for the sake of it? The onus is on me to do the initiating 100% of the time, and there's little to no reciprocity.
Same thing with dating. If I didn't make the first move, there would never be a first move. If I don't text first, nobody bothers to text me. If I don't assume the burden of making plans and keeping a dialogue going, the relationship just dies on the vine.
I don't understand it. I don't understand why I am never enough to merit even minimal effort. Nobody has any qualms about turning to me when they need help, or when they want someone to make them laugh, or when they want to get laid and there are no better options available to them, but just to enjoy the pleasure of my company? Forget it.
I don't know what else I have to do to be worthy of people's acceptance and affection. I'm smart. I'm creative. I'm funny. I'm compassionate. I'm accomplished. I have a lot more going for me than many people. But I still never, ever seem to rate. I never seem to be worth the trouble to anyone.
Same thing with dating. If I didn't make the first move, there would never be a first move. If I don't text first, nobody bothers to text me. If I don't assume the burden of making plans and keeping a dialogue going, the relationship just dies on the vine.
I don't understand it. I don't understand why I am never enough to merit even minimal effort. Nobody has any qualms about turning to me when they need help, or when they want someone to make them laugh, or when they want to get laid and there are no better options available to them, but just to enjoy the pleasure of my company? Forget it.
I don't know what else I have to do to be worthy of people's acceptance and affection. I'm smart. I'm creative. I'm funny. I'm compassionate. I'm accomplished. I have a lot more going for me than many people. But I still never, ever seem to rate. I never seem to be worth the trouble to anyone.