Ironically?

So earlier this evening I helped out a friend of mine deal with his emotional turmoil as he found out the girl who's affection he was after didn't return his feelings for her. Like any friend, I assured him she was obviously one "dumb beezy" if she couldn't see how awesome he was. I thought "Wow, that really sucks; when you realize that the person who you have formed into this idealized version of what a person should be, they don't hold you in the same regard." I titled this blog Ironically? for a reason. I came to the exact same realization tonight after interacting with he whom my attentions were turned towards. I realized he just didn't see me in that way and maybe, sometimes, people are just nice. It's not easy to deal with this realization. to realize all the little moments your were driving yourself crazy over, trying to figure out what they all meant, meant nothing more than they object of your affections at least had some effing manners. Either that or he/she was, what I like to call, a selfish fuckhead and how dare they play with your emotions? But I don't think this is so in my case... I think he's just nice. Which actually makes it worse because you can't refer to them as a selfish fuckhead and convince yourself that you are way better off without them. No, you just didn't peak their interest. Which usually spins off into this whole "I'm obviously hideous/boring/not worth liking blah blah" nonsense that usually isn't true. They just missed out. And it's time to take my own advice. I KNOW I am an attractive, smart and caring young woman who has a full life ahead of her. Just because some guy doesn't like me doesn't mean it's the end of the world. Yes, we as humans all want to feel liked by our peers and by those whom we hold in high regard. Is it always going to happen? No. What can we do about it? Not a damned thing. Because sometimes in life, you will just feel like you're taking one up the rear (unless you actually like that which is cool too, just not necessarily my thing) or whatever. It's life, it happens. I should consider myself lucky that at one point during my life I was able to truly love somebody with all my heart (not this time, this time it was only a crush thank God. Don't want to go through THAT again), I'm not made of stone. I'm a human who can feel dammit!!!! And I am blessed enough to be surrounded by awesome friends who love me and prove to me everyday that I am worth knowing and loving. And then, there is always my blog that lets me rant and rave as much as words can express. Especially since my subjects thus far (excluding my friends of course) I can assume do not read this ever, and therefore I can pour out all of my true feelings without fear of it biting me in the ass so to speak.