Pam, maybe you are right in a way, I am looking for an answer, but I don't actually feel as though the answer I want exsists. I feel as though I am just hoping for some fairytale that will never happen, and that is, a guy who genuinely cares about me and not all his own 'needs'.
Junebug, I think you are right too, I do get scared off from my own fears and it seems rational. I rarely like a guy, but when I do I want to be with him (having said that it may not be the case anymore, since the last guy I liked, my feelings have become worse). But when something starts to happen I panic and run off. An example- when I was 19 I was studying and there was a guy in my group that I liked. In fact I think a lot of the girls did. He was really funny and a nice guy. I started to really have feelings for him, and then, he got drunk with another girl in our group and they hooked up. I was absolutely shattered, and there were all these different stories that they had sex, they didn't, he told her he liked her, she told him she liked him, etc. I was flipping because I wanted him to know how I felt. Well it turned out he didn't actually like her in that way and I was happy. Then it started going around that he and I were together. Everyone in our class thought we were together because we got along so well, and I was stoked even though it wasn't true. Then he stayed at my house one night (nothing special it was just as friends), but being alone with him, I started to freak. And then I started to find him really revolting, and all that feeling of hate and disgust came back. Then a friend ended up telling him I liked him and asked if he liked me, he said he did but he didn't think I was 'mentally stable' enough to be with someone at that point. That pissed me off and my feelings were gone.
My point of that story is, I can like a guy (as rare as it is), but as soon as anything happens, everything suddenly makes a change and my feelings disappear and I find them revolting. I have never been good with intimacy, I never really got it growing up so I can't even stand the thought of being close to someone. I can be friends with no problem, but anything more and that fear comes over me. I am so over him now though, looking back on it he was just some teenager looking for a screw, he told me he didn't have feelings for our other friend yet he got drunk and used that advantage to hook up with her twice. I'm glad I didn't fall all the way in.
I think I am just so used to seeing other people get hurt that I stay away completely so that there is not even the chance for a guy to consider screwing me over. I can't stand the thought of feeling that stupidity of being messed around, of falling for it.