For the first time ever in life
I found myself really wishing I could return affection to a boy.
I couldn't pull it off.
Then I proceeded to be so mad at myself for not being able to like him
and even cried after letting him know that I wasn't interested.
It felt like I was giving up my one chance to have someone around who seemed to really appreciate and care about me.
Obviously that wasn't my "one chance" but sometimes it feels that way.
I, as probably are you, was quite surprised at the intensity of my emotional reaction to this situation but I think these 2 years of complete singleness have taken a toll on me.
And to make things worse, Jess just bought Rory's picnic basket and something romantic is bound to happen.
Dating is the worst
It gets to the point where it seems amazing that sometimes people actually do get together.
So. If you happen to be married to someone you like. Give thanks that you no longer have to trifle with such things as dating.
Life would be boring without emotions. I remember a sister of mine getting very worried about me when I wrote a less-than- happy post some years ago. This is my confirmation that I am just fine. Or will be in the very near future.