I'm just a hopeless romantic with a very interesting non-dating life. 

I'm starting to reach that age where I am feeling self conscious about every decision I make. I have always been obsessed with men, it's part of my personality, but I have never been with one. Yes, I guess I could count two kisses with my junior year crush, but does that really count? 

I think of myself so low - men-wise - it's actually starting to feel annoying. It's like my ego cannot decide what to do: some days I feel like the hottest person in the world and everybody is obssessed with me, and other days I'm just a piece of gum stuck under an elementary school desk: dried and forgoten. 

I think this complex trajectory in my romantic life is what makes me want to share the stories of a hopeless romantic who falls in love too quickly but never has the guts to actually share her feelings. And yes. I do blame 2000s rom-coms for my expectations on love. 

From the time in first grade when I stood in the middle of the class on Valentine's Day reading a poem to my crush in the style of 10 Things I Hate About You, to the time I got my heart broken in a million pieces when The One said "I do not feel the same about you". 

Perharps, me sharing these stories would help someone in the same situation as me, maybe I'll find my community of loveless girls in their late 20s. What I wish the most is to heal my inner teen who is starving for some action with a dude for once and for all, and to find out why the hell I'm so scared of getting close to people. Abandonment issues? Self-esteem problem? Too independent? All of the above? Let's dive in.