Depressed because society labels me as too intense, too much, needs help, you name it.
All my life I have loved like this. Obsessively. Infatuated. Jealous. A bit crazy. “Over the top”
I believe when you’re with someone, they should become your whole life, your reason for happiness, you should do anything and everything to make them happy, you both should only have eyes for each other, each other should be the both of you’s soul purpose in life..
Then why have I only ever found ONE person like this, my whole entire life, and he took his life back in 2023.. and I haven’t met anyone else that even comes close to him, since he passed?
Why does everyone say the way I love, is too much?
I’m almost done searching.. I’m so tired of being alone.. everyday, alone…
I keep taking drives… out to my parents old house.. it’s close to here, somewhat.
It sometimes provides me brief moments of comfort.
Then I see dark, moody, brooding men on dangerous and reckless sports bikes, and I think, “Why won’t he just pull over and get my attention and ride me off into the sunset on his bike?”
This is my mindset. Unrealistic. Fixated. Infatuated. High intensity and love that just gets stronger, not less.
Am I really destined to be alone, for the rest of my life?