I’ve been told “you’re amazing” many times. Mostly, it’s in exclamation about my work. I usually blush, because I don’t know what to do with these comments. I don’t need ego rubs to feel confident about what I do. I love it and that’s enough for me.
On a few rare occasions, my truly appreciate friends will tell me that. One said in a heart felt and genuine note, “You’re really an amazing person and don’t even know it. And some day, a lucky guy will find you and realize it and never let you go.”
That has yet to happen. In all the years I’ve lived and all the guys I’ve dated, not one has stopped in their tracks and felt that way about me. Not even close.
I don’t know if it’s because you need a lot of patience and time to get to know me, (it takes me a while to warm up to people) or that I’m just hard to read.
I guess I’m just still a hopeless romantic. I want someone to come along and really sweep me off my feet. I want to be knocked over and not even know what hit me. And I want the same thing to happen to him. And he’d shout it out at the top of his lungs for the whole world to hear.
Clearly, I’m not amazing enough for anyone. Oh, movies. Why did you put such ideas in my head?