This is going to be a LONG message. Please bare with me:
So I am 32 years old, and to make a long story short, throughout my life so far, I have experienced a lot of romantic rejection. I never really "dated" someone, and everyone I was interested in wasn't interested in me. So I have been pretty much single for my whole life so far.
I've done almost every dating site besides eHarmony.
These actual rejections, or feelings of rejection, sparked a lot of anger in me- a lot of resentment towards women romantically. Rejection or perceived rejection has a number of side effects, but two definite ways of coping with it is depression ("No one wants me. I'm unloved. I'm not good enough") or pride ("There is nothing wrong with me. I AM good enough. I HAVE a lot to give. They are the ones who are clueless. They can't tell a decent guy from a player.)
I've been on both sides of that coin. But rejection creates a sense of anger and pride in me, because I believe that I am good enough, and that I was never taken with the seriousness I felt I deserved. I justified my rejection by blaming the opposite sex for never taking me seriously.
At one point, I had a lot of female friends, and I saw that they were human, like anyone else, and had their flaws and weaknesses. And I realized that we all are insecure, and that there are a lot of people out there who are looking for love/acceptance/validation from other people who are as insecure as they are. It is an irony- the fact that flawed people looks to other flawed people as a source of love/acceptance/validation. Myself included.
Logically, I know that the love and acceptance of woman romantically isn't going to radically change my life and make it wonderful. I understand that women AND men are both flawed by nature, and are not always going to be creatures of consistency, whereas God is the same in the past, present, and future. I understand that ultimately God's acceptance is more important than the acceptance of people.
And yet, despite this, I feel resentment, anger, bitterness for never being taken seriously by anyone I was interested in. I've had many, many, many rejections.
There have been times where I swore off even trying, because it wasn't worth getting rejected, getting angry, and internally blaming the opposite sex in its entirety for my rejection.
Despite these feelings, I treat women with respect and not contempt, but deep down, I am resentful and bitter. I feel rejected and not good enough, and this sparks a narcissistic reaction of pride as a defensive mechanism to cope with that rejection (I am good enough! They are the ones who have trouble discerning good guys from players. I always had the right intentions, and I was not after dishonorable things. But they never took me seriously. I
won't try anymore, I won't trust them, I will do my own thing).
And I honestly don't know what to do. I want to let go of this bitterness, this anger for all the rejection I have encountered over the years. Honestly, I wish I never had a desire for romantic love from the opposite sex. But I still have a sentimental, caring, and loving side, which is an indication for my underlying desire for romantic love.
It is like a battle between my heart, which wants love and wants to be loved, and my mind, who knows from the past the things that get me hurt, and wants me to be safe and out of harm's way by not trying.
Any thoughts?
So I am 32 years old, and to make a long story short, throughout my life so far, I have experienced a lot of romantic rejection. I never really "dated" someone, and everyone I was interested in wasn't interested in me. So I have been pretty much single for my whole life so far.
I've done almost every dating site besides eHarmony.
These actual rejections, or feelings of rejection, sparked a lot of anger in me- a lot of resentment towards women romantically. Rejection or perceived rejection has a number of side effects, but two definite ways of coping with it is depression ("No one wants me. I'm unloved. I'm not good enough") or pride ("There is nothing wrong with me. I AM good enough. I HAVE a lot to give. They are the ones who are clueless. They can't tell a decent guy from a player.)
I've been on both sides of that coin. But rejection creates a sense of anger and pride in me, because I believe that I am good enough, and that I was never taken with the seriousness I felt I deserved. I justified my rejection by blaming the opposite sex for never taking me seriously.
At one point, I had a lot of female friends, and I saw that they were human, like anyone else, and had their flaws and weaknesses. And I realized that we all are insecure, and that there are a lot of people out there who are looking for love/acceptance/validation from other people who are as insecure as they are. It is an irony- the fact that flawed people looks to other flawed people as a source of love/acceptance/validation. Myself included.
Logically, I know that the love and acceptance of woman romantically isn't going to radically change my life and make it wonderful. I understand that women AND men are both flawed by nature, and are not always going to be creatures of consistency, whereas God is the same in the past, present, and future. I understand that ultimately God's acceptance is more important than the acceptance of people.
And yet, despite this, I feel resentment, anger, bitterness for never being taken seriously by anyone I was interested in. I've had many, many, many rejections.
There have been times where I swore off even trying, because it wasn't worth getting rejected, getting angry, and internally blaming the opposite sex in its entirety for my rejection.
Despite these feelings, I treat women with respect and not contempt, but deep down, I am resentful and bitter. I feel rejected and not good enough, and this sparks a narcissistic reaction of pride as a defensive mechanism to cope with that rejection (I am good enough! They are the ones who have trouble discerning good guys from players. I always had the right intentions, and I was not after dishonorable things. But they never took me seriously. I
won't try anymore, I won't trust them, I will do my own thing).
And I honestly don't know what to do. I want to let go of this bitterness, this anger for all the rejection I have encountered over the years. Honestly, I wish I never had a desire for romantic love from the opposite sex. But I still have a sentimental, caring, and loving side, which is an indication for my underlying desire for romantic love.
It is like a battle between my heart, which wants love and wants to be loved, and my mind, who knows from the past the things that get me hurt, and wants me to be safe and out of harm's way by not trying.
Any thoughts?