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Originally Posted by forynav  I must add that sometimes I feel GUILTY for being as LUCKY as I am. I have the most wonderful family I could ask for. My Dad doesn't just inspire me, he has inspired everyone in his hometown and has changed so many lives. My mom showers me with so much Love, I really have no business asking for more. My sister is the most perfect gift that I ever got. We simply "click". I love her very very much and I thank God, Source, Higher Intelligence every day for blessing me with such a wonderful playmate.
And, my cousins are my greatest friends who support me for all the silly things I do and care for me more than they do for their own children. In short, I'm like the King of my family and that realization, as much as it should help, pushes me further into self-pity.
Because, there still is a gap. And, I'm normally good at looking over that gap and focusing on my studies and working to make Dad proud. But, sometimes, I slip and fall in this hole.
I'm very honest with myself. And as stupid as it sounds to me while typing this - my cause for despair and depression is that I do not have a girlfriend. Someone, I can share the wonderful person that I am with.
This is not about peer pressure or social status. I just need that connection. I want Love. SO simple, yet so tough.
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Perhaps this blurb in your statement captures your condition.
Are you living your life for other people or are you living your life for yourself?
Are you the dutiful son who does what he's been conditioned to believe is right or are you doing those things that stir up a passion in your heart and sharing that with others?
If you're longing after girls and think that being emotionally intimate with one will solve all your problems, then believe me, you're not ready for a woman and having one won't solve your problems.
Find the key to unlocking the passion in your heart, pursue that activity to success, and then the perfect woman for you will naturally be drawn into your life - like a moth to a flame.
Steve