Lately I have been haunted by regret. "I should have asked her out when I had the chance. Should have asked rose to give me her number. Should have tried to make friends with her." I see couples that are so happy together, and I immediately feel the to punch the nearest object out of frustration. It's not fare. Why can't I get a date, I can't even seem to be able to make friends. Everything stops me. If not rejection then a miss communication. If not a miss communication then a stand up or false number. If not that any number of obstetrical s I cannot surpass. I have given up hope of even fining someone at this point. And I'm miserable. I though giving up was what God wanted me to do. I feel so cheated. I don't know what to think. I don't even wear my purity ring anymore. I given up hope. I may never fully accept not being able to find a wife, or God blessing me with one, but I have been learning to deal with it, as painful as it is. I just want to be content.
