So, social anxiety last week = depression for the rest of this week :-(. I can barely move. I can’t focus. I know the look on my face must be horrendous. It takes all my will power to have a conversation with someone at work. Not to mention I completely blew off the Boy over the weekend. What the hell was I thinking? He’s always been so nice to me (minus the not telling me things part). Now I may have screwed this up completely. I don’t know how long he’ll stick around with these seeming random bouts of ignoring him and grumpiness.
Oh, yeah, I also feel completely dead inside. I almost don’t care if the Boy walks away. He’d be better off with someone more emotionally stable anyway. I just know once I’m out of this funk I’ll pine incessantly after him. Or the Ex. My birthday is coming up so I expect our annual facebook message exchange. That should be fun </sarcasm>.
When can I start my life?