Ugh. Opening up. I despise it. But I'm pretty sure I just opened up to Someone more than I have to my therapist. We were talking for like an hour or two. I've been seeing my therapist for almost half a year. Sad. I know. But back to the point, so I was asking for advice. Cus I didn't know if I had just gotten asked out or what. And I haven't had the best experience with my love life so I was freaking out. But that's for a later date. (Turns out it was as friends.) But I was about ready to curl up in a ball and cry. And I don't really cry. Or express sadness. Or a lot of emotions. So yeah. Love and I don't mix well.
