loseyourname said:
It's only the ones regarding men. Frankly, you strike me as a bit of a sheltered shut-in, but I could be wrong. It's like men are more of a curiosity to be studied from afar than anything you have much a personal acquaintance with. Did you grow up with a man in the house?
Hm, well, not exactly. I've mentioned some of this before; it's just not something very pleasant to talk about -- tends to make me ramble too. I had a pretty ****** life early on. I'm the second oldest of four kids. My parents fought all the time, separated when I was 5, divorced when I was 8, mom remarried. Six months later, my dad broke into our house in the night, slit her throat (she survived), killed my stepdad. Dad's in prison for life, mom forbid his family to contact us kids anymore (i.e. so us kids lost most of our family that one night). Mom started drinking a lot, was angry, abusive, alcoholic. I always stood up to her, so we fought a lot. I ran away the first of many times when I was 10, things went downhill from there. By the time I was 13, I wasn't living at home much. My mom pretty much threw me away and so I did too. Mom kicked me out, I was expelled from school, and so on.
What I meant by it not really counting as "dating" is that it was more like a mix of partying and literally fighting guys off of me. I was young and stupid and felt pretty much all alone and got myself into bad situations. A lot of my friends when I was 12 to 15 were in gangs, I drank a lot, did drugs, the guys weren't exactly gentlemen, to put it mildly. You know, like my first time, I was 14, some guys came over to my friend's house, I got way too drunk, went to lay down, he followed me a few minutes later, you get the idea.
My mom's parents had a great marriage, but my grandpa died when I was 15 and she practically died with him (she actually died several years later). I never talked to them about this sort of thing (he was a pastor). Other than them, no, I guess I haven't really been around people in a healthy relationship. When I was 13, the guys were 18; when I was 16, the guys were 30. You can guess what kind of relationship a 30 year old man wants with a 16 year old girl. I mean, I was mature for my age, but not THAT mature for my age.
Anywho, I made a big change when I was 17 and started trying to put my life together. I've learned from my experiences and grown and changed a lot since then. I know all men don't behave that way. I'm just not sure what I want yet. And I probably need to learn new habits around men; it just takes time, I imagine, but I still like to think ahead and be prepared. Maybe I just want to spend time with someone who I think actually cares about me and who I can let my guard down around. Anywho, rambling...
You also seem like the kind of person that'll like a guy, but kill herself overthinking it and never even say anything.
Sure, but I think I tend to overthink things in all areas, not just this one. That's not something I would want to change too much, perhaps just make some small adjustments. I would probably say something now.
Sorry, I'll finish this later. Thinking about the past and stuff kinda drains me.