I seem to be on a path of self destruction and I don't know how to stop it.
I have a lovely boyfriend and a potentially brilliant relationship and I just don't seem to be able to appreciate it or him at all.
I feel like I'm waiting for him to screw up or let me down. I feel tense and uncomfortable when he tells me he loves me because it feels like a sick joke. I hate it when he compliments or says anything nice to/about me because it means he's thought about it. But if he says nothing, I worry he's embarrassed to he seen with me.
So now I actively go out of my way to make myself unattractive. Not because I don't want him to find me attractive but because, I don't know, it's like I'm punishing him for liking me? Or I'm aware that I'm nothing special and when we go out there will be hundreds of women who are all more attractive than me so it feels like a lie? I feel arrogant for believing him? I don't know.
I used to wear things that I knew I looked nice in. Now I hate doing anything that would be construed as 'making an effort'. I've gone from wearing things I looked nice in to leggings, his band t shirts and oversized hoodies. I feel hideous in them but I feel hideous and ridiculous if I wear anything nicer. I want to hide and not be seen.
This was always an issue when I was younger. I'd buy clothes a couple of sizes too big for me because I was quite slim (on reflection) and I felt that I looked like I was 'showing off' when I had no right to. That comes from my mum always telling me I was too fat and unattractive and no one would ever want me so I avoided doing anything that made me look like I thought I was attractive.
When I was 21, I was a size 8/10. I had a friend who was a 16/18. I'm just looking at a photo of myself wearing a dress she handed down to me that no longer fitted her (probably a 14). I used to wear loads of her hand me downs.
I feel like an idiot if I wear something like a dress. Or anything that flatters/accentuates my figure.
I used to sleep naked and be happy to cuddle him in bed. Now I wear a t shirt and knickers and sleep on the edge on my side of the bed. I feel like he doesn't want me anywhere near him and that I'm doing him a favour. He tells me that he loves it when I cuddle up to him but I can't bring myself to do it anymore. On the occasions when I do, I feel stupid and ridiculous afterwards. Or I wait until he's asleep so that he doesn't know.
I've put on a stone since we got together. He says he loves me and it doesn't matter how much weight I put on or lose it won't change how he feels about me. It's almost like I feel like "challenge accepted" and am making myself (in eyes) less attractive to him.
When he goes on his phone when were together, I'm convinced he's messaging other women or watching porn even though he's given me absolutely no reason to suspect it. I've never shared any of this with him but it means that rather than cuddle up to him on the sofa, I curl up at the other end away from him. He sometimes tries to hold and stroke my feet instead so I hide them under a huge blanket so he can't. All the while I feel tense and angry and anxious. I can't bring myself to look at him sometimes.
He's mentioned a couple of times that he'd like it if I wore nice lingerie occasionally - nothing outrageous - petty standard stuff that (from speaking to other men and women) is pretty commonplace and it made feel disgusted. By him? In myself? I don't know. I said I wouldn't ever do that and he's never mentioned it again. So I worry that he's finding it elsewhere (not in real life) if that's what he likes. The worst thing is that, before he mentioned it, I'd been looking at stuff to buy and had been planning on getting some. But now I'd feel I'd be doing it because he wanted it and not because I thought of it. And then any 'comedy' element of it (because i wouldnt look sexy) would be lost and I'd just have tried and failed to be what he likes.
When we first got together, he told me he'd been in love with me for a while but had never thought abut me sexually. It was just about us being together and spending time together etc. If that was the truth, then I find it hard to imagine that he looks/thinks about me sexually now. I'd it was a lie, then it means I can't trust anything he says to me.
It started off being wonderful. A few months ago, it was still great when we were together and I only had these thoughts when I wasn't with him. Now I have them all the time.
I feel tense, unattractive, undesirable etc. I've spoken with him about it and he says everything he could say but it feels like a lie. Why would he lie? I think he likes being in a relationship. He's not a cocklodger. We don't live together and he does loads for me. He's more than self sufficient and does more housework and cooking etc than I do when he's at mine. I know he was loving, faithful and a great paetner to his exes but I can't imagine he could feel similarly towards me. I don't feel like I deserve that.
He says he loves more than anything and I'm everything he's ever wanted - he can reel off the things he loves about me. He says he feels being with me has made him a better man.
im aware reading this back that, for various reasons, i put too much stock in how i look and what i look like to others, which is bad and shallow enough, but i dont go out of my way to try and make myself look better, i do the opposite. Like im sticking too fingers up at the world for me not being attractive enough.
We're going out tonight. Two nights ago, I was thinking about what to wear, how to do my hair, what make up I should wear - just looking forward to it. Today, I'm planning on having a shower at some point and wondering which t shirt to wear with my leggings.