Since it's pretty obvious that I don't have the patience to keep up this blog, I'm thinking that maybe I'll just leave it open to write in whenever I feel, or if I have anything for sale.
For now I don't have anything for sale, just FYI, but I'm considering opening up an online shop again.
Things haven't been good. I thought I was building a good rapport with someone, but once again got told that they don't have time for me, and the distance is too far. I'm just heartbroken. I am never, ever enough. Since 2018 anyone I've dated or was seriously talking to chooses everything else over me. Sex, drugs, work, and now this. I wish for once in my life I would be worth keeping around.
It's been rough. I can't nap without clonazepam now because I lie down, start thinking, and give myself anxiety. I'm just so so sick of this. I fucking hate being asexual.
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