u/Responsible_Pea3711

Lately I’ve been wondering if adulthood kind of ruins that crazy, all-consuming kind of love people felt as teenagers.

Back then, love felt so simple. You liked someone and that was enough to let yourself feel everything fully. You could be completely head over heels without overthinking every little detail.

Now it feels like I can’t experience that anymore.
The second I start liking someone, my brain immediately starts analyzing everything:
Does he want the same thing?
Would this even work long term?
Are we actually good for each other?
Is this real love, attachment, attraction, or am I just projecting something?
Could I love this person deeply, or do I just like the idea of them?

There’s just so much awareness now. So much rationality.
And weirdly, it’s not even about needing to be loved back right now. I’m not sitting here desperately wanting a relationship or validation.
I think what I miss is just the ability to feel that deeply and recklessly. To feel so intensely about someone that logic fades into the background for a little while.

Sometimes I genuinely wonder what I’m supposed to do with all the love I know I have in me if there’s no one to pour it into beyond family and friends.

And sometimes I wonder if this is just what happens after being emotionally uninvolved for a long time (it’s been over five years for me). Like maybe that part of me has just gone dormant.

Has anyone else felt this?

Did love eventually come back for you in that intense way, or does it just become quieter and more rational as you get older?

(Hopeless romantic btw)

I swear this is getting ridiculous 😭
I cannot go even one full week without some random small injury happening to me.
Yesterday morning I walked into a wall and now I have a bruise on the back of my shoulder.
Today I hit my leg on the edge of a table and now I have a small cut.

And it’s always something like this. Random bruises, scratches, bumping into furniture, hitting corners like they appeared out of nowhere.
I’m not even doing anything crazy. I’m just existing and somehow losing fights to inanimate objects on a regular basis.
At this point my table, walls, and bed frame are all my biggest opps.

Does this happen to anyone else or am I just moving through life like an underdeveloped game character with broken collision settings? 😭

I know I should probably step back, but

I’ve known this guy for over a year through mutual friends. We got close over time and had phases where we talked almost every day. He has always been honest that he isn’t fully over his past relationships and isn’t in a place to commit, so I’ve accepted that and never expected anything more from him.

Our contact has been on and off for a while now. Sometimes we’ll talk normally, share reels, have easy conversations, and then he’ll pull back for some time.

I recently deactivated Instagram for few days because the inconsistency was affecting me. I reactivated it last night, replied to an old message, and we started talking again like normal.

Then today, while we were chatting, he suddenly came across his ex’s newlywed couple account (he didn’t know it existed) and sent it to me saying, “Instagram just killed me.”

I comforted him as best as I could, and then he went offline.

The thing is, I genuinely care about him as a person. At this point, it’s not even about wanting him to choose me or hoping for something romantic. I just hate seeing someone I care about hurting like that, and if he trusts me enough to share that pain, part of me wants to simply be there for him as a friend.

But I’m also wondering if that’s a bad idea. Am I being a good friend, or am I putting myself in a position where I’ll eventually get hurt by caring too much for someone who’s still emotionally tied to their past?

Good people get tired of being good to ungrateful people.

Read it is some book few days ago and it stayed with me since