I'm 45 years old, I've never been loved and I'm wondering now if I'm just unloveable.
I don't think I was born unloveable. I think I was brought up to be so. I was emotionally and physically abused as a child and teen. Whilst the physical abuse from my parents ended when I was 18 and left home, the emotional abuse continued until I finally went NC a few years ago. I was aware of my relationship with my parents breaking down from about 8 and was regularly told from being around 10 that no one would love me, that I was unloveable. There was no emotional warmth or support ever and emotionally, I've been on my own since I was about 3. I developed all sorts of coping mechanisms to deal with that. Although I've only really understood that in the last 5 years or so. I had counselling but I have been told that to undo it all, I'd need long term intensive therapy to, essentially, take myself apart and put myself back together again. I have been warned it would be traumatic. I can't afford, financially, mentally or emotionally, to do that.
When I was younger, I was desperate to prove to myself and them that I wasn't unloveable and had a lot of boyfriends but, if they weren't physically or emotionally abusive, I rejected them because they didn't care enough. I read it as ambivalence.
When I was younger, I thought that, one day, I would meet someone who loved me. But I haven't. I didn't realise at the time but I was quite dysfunctional and wouldn't actually have recognised 'love' even if I had found it.
I had a lot of one night stands and brief flings that I always ended after a matter of weeks. I didnt think for a second that these ONSs were 'love' but it was all I could really cope with. My mum I was told I was too fat and unattractive to he loved. I wasn't fat. My dad just didnt give me any reason to believe I could he loved. So the ONSs fulfilled a need for human closeness and a superficial interaction that briefly met my needs.
In the intervening years, I married and had a family. He was also abusive. He didn't love me and punished me for my unloveablilty everyday. Just like my parents had, he tried to correct and improve me to make me a more acceptable version of who I was. I was punished for failing.
We split up around 8 years ago.
I've had a few relationships since but have eventually realised that they were cheating on me; controlling; abusive. I've ended them as soon as I realised - my boundaries are good in that respect but I didnt spot the signs soon enough. None have lasted more than a few months but the signs were probably there from the first date on reflection.
I haven't devoted my life to finding love. I'm very resilient. And I wouldn't date someone just for the sake of not being single. Being single/alone doesn't scare me but realising I've just become completely unloveable breaks my heart if I'm honest.
I'm just empty now. I don't think I was born unloveable but I think my experiences have made me so. I wouldn't 'recognise' love if I found it because I dont know what it looks like. I can only look at what people do/say and if I dont like those, I walk away from them. I've realised now though that it's too painful getting it wrong. Not because i get upset at the thought of losing them, but I'm just adding to the list of people who don't care whilst the list if people who do is so very small.
This isn't about being content with being single; I have found peace with that - this is about my living experiences having shaped me to the point where I can't be loved.