Either I have Histrionic Personality Disorder, or I'm a hypochondriac
"Histrionic personality disorder (HPD) is defined by the American Psychiatric Association as a personality disorder characterized by a pattern of excessive emotionality and attention-seeking, including an excessive need for approval and inappropriately seductive behavior, usually beginning in early adulthood. These individuals are lively, dramatic, vivacious, enthusiastic, and flirtatious. HPD is most commonly found in the United States and affects four times as many women as men. It has a prevalence of 2–3% in the general population, and 10–15% in inpatient and outpatient mental health institutions.
HPD lies in the dramatic cluster of personality disorders. People with HPD have a high need for attention, make loud and inappropriate appearances, exaggerate their behaviors and emotions, and crave stimulation. They may exhibit sexually provocative behavior, express strong emotions with an impressionistic style, and can be easily influenced by others. Associated features include egocentrism, self-indulgence, continuous longing for appreciation, and persistent manipulative behavior to achieve their own needs.”
Yesterday, I had a moment of deep inner thought that quickly lead to dizzy nausea. As I was walking around downtown Seattle on my lunch break, I was a witness to all of the different types of public displays of affection. It made me think, “why am I single, am I really as much of a catch that my friends let me believe?” I’m sure that I may be over reacting, like I do, but It seems as if I am the only one that I know that can’t find someone that shows even the least amount of interest in me. Sure I’ve gone on dates and had some fun, but where is the introductory amount of commitment? Someone, whom of which I should probably stop talking to, told me that they’re sure that people have their eyes on me, it’s just that I’m not interested in those that are interested in me. I found that statement very hard to believe.
“One day you’ll find someone who will show you why it didn’t work out with someone else, and you’ll smile and be thankful for the hurt you felt, how it shaped you into the person you are and the path it led you to.”—