genuinely seething with myself supposed to be getting my life in order new home, new start, all that shite had absolutely zero intention to go anywhere near the opposite sex been obsessed with my own self-development for months then for some reason I'm flooded with sudden interest when I'm forced to become a bit more of a social butterfly irl due to my new circumstances (and presumably because I'm feeling much better in myself and looking much better too ngl) I still manage to keep to myself (mostly) but then I end up falling head over heels for someone like holy shit this could not happen at a worse time I need stability, not instability I need a chill emotional baseline and "love" is the most destabilising thing that could happen to me and to top it off, I can't even tell anyone about it, all I can do is distance myself from it which ironically makes it worse WAHEYYYYYYY life's good but shit's fucked
