Remember when I went on that horrible date and then I felt like a massive loser because of it?
Umm… yeah. I’ve gotten about a dozen texts from that guy since then, all of which have gone unanswered and even a missed call with a voicemail that I never returned. I am really trying to avoid that awkward, hey dude we should just be friends, talk, but he’s making it pretty impossible for that.
I may have mentioned it before… but each day, I am just getting more and more down. I don’t know if it’s the holidays or the David shit, or the bad date guy, or possibly just everything all mixed together.
The last time I saw my counselor, he told me he was worried about me—that I was slipping back into my old ways—and I can feel myself doing so.
Ever since David and I decided to be friends, he’s pretty much fallen off the radar, which makes me feel like it was all a sham. That I was lied to (again) and used. Even though at first I was thankful for someone showing me that yes, I can connect with someone on many levels (and that sex can be good), I nearly regret it now.
I feel bad that I let someone in, that I let my walls down just to get hurt again.
Anyone else feeling the holiday blues?