I'll try to explain what goes on in my head.
On Thursday I saw one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She was about 5'5", her body was thin and almost fragile looking (not overly thin, but very feminine). She had a gorgeous smile, very wide, with straight white teeth. Her facial features were delicate, and symmetrical. She had a light mocha complexion which was very smooth looking, neither shiny nor matte, but somewhere in between. Her hair was black and curly, not in an afro, but held back with a headband. If I couldn't see that she was smiling, I could hear the smile through her voice. She sounded bright and excited, genuinely enthralled with life for whatever reason. Although such a label is unfair and obviously inaccurate, she was perfect.
My consciousness was dedicated to her for a short while, whatever was on my mind escaped. I felt melty. If I was asked a question during this time, the retrieval of information from my brain would have been an arduous task, if otherwise simple. The scene from the movie where the geeky guy gets tongue tied when the pretty girl is around, that's me.
Afterwards, I'm back on earth and I feel like shit. I know I want her, and I want her to want me. I know that of course she doesn't want me. She could never want me, nobody as beautiful as her could want me. I don't deserve someone like her. I'm a creep and a loser. I'm ugly, a high school dropout, I have no job, no friends, I hate parties, I hate life. I would never be able to relate to her on any level. I hate myself. She deserves much better.
So, I figure before I even think about dating, I need to get to a place in life where I'm comfortable. I need to like myself. I need to like my work. I need to like living. I don't see these things as possible. When I tried to pursue finishing my high school education, despite getting very good grades, I was very depressed and I discontinued once again. When I'm out participating in the world I feel more lonely than when I isolate myself in my bedroom. When I see everyone else looking so happy - with friends, girlfriends/boyfriends, ambition and drive, love for life - I feel dejected. How can I work to improve my life if every time I go out and do anything I end up feeling worse?
My problem isn't that I'm "Only Attracted to "Hot" Women", my problem is self-loathing. I feel like I don't deserve to be with someone who I'm attracted to, because I'm shit.