I keep thinking that maybe this time my lust is love, but it’s not and it’s really screwing me up.
I get very excited when there’s physical chemistry.
They’re just looking for infatuation as well, and they don’t have the capacity to love someone at the moment.
This pattern is keeping me from finding the love I truly desire. She's a queer gal whose passions include recovery/sobriety, social justice, body positivity, and intersectional feminism.
I overlook the fact that they’re pretty emotionally unavailable because I’m so caught up in the sparks.Because I’m chasing after this feeling, I’m sort of blind to what I should be seeing. My friends are on the outside saying, “Duh, I told you so!” while I’m wondering why everything has collapsed down onto my head. The sad thing is that infatuation isn’t what I’m looking for.I also make excuses for the warning signs if I manage to see them at all.The red flags are nothing when I have rose-colored glasses on. I find myself in relationships with unavailable people and those who just aren’t good for me.