It seems every time I like a guy, or think about liking a guy, I end up to one general conclusion:
there is someone better for him than myself.
I have nothing to offer. Why pick me?
It seems so unreal to me that there could be that one person who finds me better than everyone else. I've lived my whole life thinking that everyone else was better than me.
I always get that feeling that if ever somebody did like me, he would be settling for less. And I don't want to be that someone who made someone settle for something less than they deserved. If I really loved that person in the first place, I wouldn't hold him too tightly if I know I am not the best for him.
This is probably the reason why I tend to friendzone most of the guys I know. -___-
Dunno if this is confusion or clarity.
