Don't ask me anything please

I found a dress to wear for my sister's wedding. I like that it's blue so it's within the suggested color scheme. I like how the sleeves are long so it covers the full length of my arms, and a bit poofy so the lack of meat there is not too obvious. Plus, it's not a bad-looking dress. I thought that it's nice enough for a wedding event. Sure, the first dress she found for me when we were thrifting is great with all it's fancy looking sequins, but it's too close to white and it's sleeveless and it's been hard to thrift sleeves that would match it, and I have to have sleeves because I really hate my arms.

it's 3:51am and I'm reading through pages and pages of a gossip site

Going home makes me nervous because it will involve me possibly talking to people and answering questions I'd rather not answer. Quite honestly, I don't think I have the skills to skate that. I've long abandoned the art of striving to be a functioning adult, one who can talk coherently, even at low stress moments.