I've never even had a girl make a move on me, to my knowledge. Or a guy for that matter, though I'm not homosexual myself. All of the (few, maybe 4-5) dates I've been on were blind, and total failures. There's just something about me that's abhorrent to humanity and nobody will tell me what it is.

Incidentally I don't remember much of my childhood either -- everything before about 12-13 is really foggy. I remember a few standout moments but that's it. All the time I get my mom asking, "Do you remember when...?" and I'm like no... seriously, no, I don't remember that. I'm thinking maybe depression has affected my long-term memory, I dunno.

But you're right, it is all about the self isn't it? Maybe I'm just really self-centered and never realized it? I don't know.