AlexMouse
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- Apr 12, 2009
Growing up Gay sure was a strange adventure... becoming an old forgotten queen is even stranger, at times!
The thing is, I'm single. I've been single for something like 15 years. I'm not the I-am-not-in-a-committed-relationship-but-I-date kind of single... I'm the... I'm-not-interested-at-all kind of single.
I think at some point I got to the "oh HELL NO" and "aint nobody got time for that!" point in my life where I just didn't feel like that type of relationship was going to do me much good, or was even feasible. ("No one would want me anyway, really!")
That's not to say I've never been in love. I look back extremely fondly on former relationships from my much younger days. But that was all a long time ago.
People that know me don't understand, though. They keep telling me to "get out there" and find someone... and they can't seem to fathom it when I tell them it's just not where I am in my life and possibly never will be again. The thing is, I'm totally comfortable with that! I'm totally comfortable with that except for just once in a while... once in a while when I'm at Disney.
Perhaps its the memories of sharing Disneyland with my one greatest love back in the 90's, or perhaps it's selfish jealousy of seeing couples enjoy a great romantic time at Walt Disney World... but sometimes... just once in a while... I feel like I'm missing out.
While I appreciate going to Disney with friends, family, and colleagues, I can't help thinking about how awesome it must be to be there with your romantic interest, partner, significant other, husband, whatever...
Just sometimes though. Like when watching illuminations, eating at California Grill, or watching the animals from a savanna room balcony. For just a second I'll allow myself to think about that... and imagine what it could be... for just for a second.
If you've never been to Disney with a romantic-interest... does anything like this ever cross your mind?
(Maybe its just me...)
The thing is, I'm single. I've been single for something like 15 years. I'm not the I-am-not-in-a-committed-relationship-but-I-date kind of single... I'm the... I'm-not-interested-at-all kind of single.
I think at some point I got to the "oh HELL NO" and "aint nobody got time for that!" point in my life where I just didn't feel like that type of relationship was going to do me much good, or was even feasible. ("No one would want me anyway, really!")
That's not to say I've never been in love. I look back extremely fondly on former relationships from my much younger days. But that was all a long time ago.
People that know me don't understand, though. They keep telling me to "get out there" and find someone... and they can't seem to fathom it when I tell them it's just not where I am in my life and possibly never will be again. The thing is, I'm totally comfortable with that! I'm totally comfortable with that except for just once in a while... once in a while when I'm at Disney.
Perhaps its the memories of sharing Disneyland with my one greatest love back in the 90's, or perhaps it's selfish jealousy of seeing couples enjoy a great romantic time at Walt Disney World... but sometimes... just once in a while... I feel like I'm missing out.
While I appreciate going to Disney with friends, family, and colleagues, I can't help thinking about how awesome it must be to be there with your romantic interest, partner, significant other, husband, whatever...
Just sometimes though. Like when watching illuminations, eating at California Grill, or watching the animals from a savanna room balcony. For just a second I'll allow myself to think about that... and imagine what it could be... for just for a second.
If you've never been to Disney with a romantic-interest... does anything like this ever cross your mind?
(Maybe its just me...)