Perhaps I have. Perhaps I just know how to read the writing on the wall. Perhaps I have set a self-fulfilling prophecy, perhaps I am stupid to not follow what I actually believe.
I was told, that I am brave for continuing to perservere despite constant rejection. I was told also that I am a catch.
So many contradictions, and yet so much consistency. Caught in a void between perfect long term partner and short term desires.
Some day perhaps I am guaranteed hapiness because of the high road stance I have taken. Or so I have been told. Maybe I've just bought into an idea that is meant to make someone else profit, and yet so thoroughly do I believe it that I do not know how to be anyone else.
All I know how to do is to be the best man I can be. All I know how to do is perservere. Masochism at its finest.
Am I doomed to continue this cycle? I have no evidence to suggest otherwise.