#relationshipy

[igniteinnursing]

I'm in a super emotional state right now (period yay...) and M hasn't been texting as much because of work. He did ask if we could hang out on Wednesday but I was busy that night. I do see him tomorrow but I really just want some casual, day-to-day texts from him. I'm just really in need of validation right now. But I don't know how to communicate it or even if I should communicate it. I don't want to pressure him.

[sassybears]

I can't wait to use this cheesy line I have on him 🤓😍

[geekyfeministphotochick]

I really like a guy. :) He's pretty great. I really want to talk about him cause I'm very proud of how hard he's working and I love how he treats me. Somebody should msg me or something.

[thegoldenmindset]

[dabbyblunt]

No need to read this if you don't want to...I'm just getting some stuff out.

OK so for those of you who know me, you know that I'm quite content with being alone. I'm an introvert to the max. So it comes as no surprise to most that, usually, when I'm presented with the opportunity to date someone, I act like someone just gave me an envelope of full of bubonic plague infested fleas. I will metaphorically, sometimes literally, run away faster than you could ever imagine a fat girl could run. I have an education and goals that depend on that education to focus on, one of which is getting the fuck out of Arkansas. If I throw a relationship into all of that, all I see is everything going to shit.

With that said....If you guys will remember (or just scroll through my posts until you find it) I've recently gone through a 9 month long dry spell. Basically, I swore off sex while I was in school. Well, about 3 days ago, that spell definitely ended. Him and I had a mutual agreement that it was just going to be about sex. We've been friends for a bit and I'd never really considered fucking him until the night before we actually fucked. Feelings, as you probably have already guessed, have creeped up in there pretty quick (not just on my part, he's openly admitted it and I can tell, his friends can tell, and my friends can tell). He accepts me for who I am, how I look, how I talk, and how I fart....and I am terrified.

I don't really have much more to add. Thank you for reading.