sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry again. I'm sorry. I'm always sorry. you don't know why I'm sorry.
I'm just anxious that I might be exploiting your emotional labor by talking to you. Or that I might be paying you in exposure by asking you to beta read my fanfiction. Or that I might be assaulting you by saying you're cute or nice or I would like to hug or kiss or cuddle you. Or that you might just hate me and be too nice to tell me how fucking annoying I am. Or that you didn't respond to my message or turned down my invitation to hang out or something because you really don't want to talk to me but don't want to block me because you don't want to be rude or whatever. Or that you're drafting a callout post about me right now, or are supplying gossip to someone else who is. Or even if none of this is true, you'll abandon me for being so anxious all the time all of the time, so I have to apologize for fearing all of this, all of this, and I have to apologize for apologizing,
I know it's stupid. But I still feel it. So I have to apologize in advance. All of the time. I'm sorry
