Scared of love..
CARTER: What?
JACOB: Just answer the question.
CARTER: Well at the moment things are a little rough, but in general, sure I'm happy.
JACOB: No you're not. You're content, you're satisfied, you're in control and that's the problem.
CARTER: Okay, I'm really not following here.
JACOB: I'm saying you're missing something vital from your life. And the sad part is you have no idea what I'm talking about.
CARTER: Dad, I am happy. I've seen and done things most people couldn't even dream of. I have an incredible life.
JACOB: And yet you're alone.
CARTER: Well lately the dating scene's been a little stale but then again I am marooned on a space ship. [Xono: How generic!]
JACOB: No, always. For as long as she was alive, your mother showed me a world beyond just ambition and career. She gave my life meaning and balance and it was my honour to love her for the short time she was with me. And if I were young again and I met her for the first time even knowing her fate, I would do it all again. That is love. Sam, I know you've denied yourself the experience because you think it must inevitably end in pain and loneliness. It's time to let go of the things that prevent you from finding happiness. You deserve to love someone and be loved in return.
Yes, I am sad enough to actually quote Stargate in relation to my own love life. But I finally came to the conclusion while on the train today - the conclusion that had been in the back of my mind for some time, just like my sexuality was.
I'm scared to love.
Scared to love, scared of love, or in a broader sense just scared of attachment, commitment, maybe even emotion. My parents are distant strangers to me because they fail to understand the teenage lifestyle. I don't have a problem with that - I imagine the situation is common for a lot of teenagers. However, when it comes to friends - I push them away, far too often. I convince myself they're being nice to me because they feel sorry for me - my various eccentricities, my lack of friends, of a social life - why would anyone want to be friends with me? And that paranoia, of course, generally pushes people away. The only people who can become friends with me are those whom keep trying with me (such as Christian), or those whom I keep trying with (such as Ari or the Seven).
When it comes to my love life, there's more than one issue. But the main one is I almost always feel it will never work. He isn't handsome enough, or he doesn't have the right personality, and so on. Like Carter in the above script, I fear that any relationship can only end in a break-up and so I tend to avoid relationships altogether.
So what happened on the train today? Another hot guy, of course. Why do they always show up on trains? In any case, I spent pretty much the whole trip staring at him (and I'm sure he noticed), and thinking about what I'm now posting. I panicked (for some weird reason) when he pulled out an RMIT diary, proving he wasn't as out of reach as I thought. Stupid really.. I had the perfect opportunity to open a conversation as we got off the train together, but I didn't. I think it's then when I really realised that key thing: I'm afraid to love.
On a seperate note, some of the Seven and I are modding Neverwinter Nights for our Games Studio 2 assignment. I'm keeping developer diaries on a seperate blog at http://unnameddevdiaries.blogspot.com/ . Other members of the group may post there soon.
