Because being alone is what I’m good at.
I find that the more I’m alone, the more intelligent I lose. My lady speaks and I come to realize that she has explained a word to me in German before and she did tell me what it meant in English.
I have no human skills. A man messages me and I squeal while hiding under my blanket. A friend messages me and I feel emotional cause I haven’t spoken to them in ages. I honestly swear, I am a cat.
I act like a cat, I squeak like a cat, I freak out like a cat. I am a cat.
I have to speak to my therapist about um, Social anxiety groups. Get myself more out there and if I chicken out, I’ll ask her to help me be less shy.
God, when the guy messages me, my lady part tingled. That is the most fucked up thing I ever said. WTF is wrong with me?!
Lack of human communication, Julie. That’s what’s wrong. You think everyone is after you in a sexual way.
Gahhh, I have to stop thinking. I think too much.