So here's the thing, guys. After I separated from my cozy little ferret domicile and ex boyfriend, I felt unbearably lonely. I actually was so desperate, that I met up with someone from CRAIGSLIST!! He wanted to buy my shoes that I was selling, and he didn't have a foot fetish...he just wanted to trap a girl, and hold her in his arms forever and ever....and EVER....so I skeedadled out of that faster than you can say Desperate. Either way, that led to me hooking up with my cousin's roommate, because she felt so bad for me, she invited me to her party, but actually, my cousin imogene hates me, and I think it's cause she's jealous, but whatevzies! She literally only wanted me around if I could score her some adderal because she has this image of herself being a skinny trophy wife, and she is tormented by our shared eating disorder, which I am thankfully past. BUT ANYWAY....that lead me into a whole other conundrum of, "oh s**t, I had sex with a guy that doesn't care about me....might as well do it again....and I found someone on Omegle who lived near me, and we stayed at hotels, and it was weird, but nice.....and then I'm like....ewww. What am I doing with my life? That's horrible.....I do NOT wanna go down that path. Of random hook-ups....no..I do not feel that way about sex at all. I think sex is a glorious gift to us, and should be respected...it's connecting with another human being. Number 1 and number 3, I will never forget you. But number 2 and 4 were just plebian scum who didn't appreciate sex at all. They both made me feel absolutely worthless. and then......
And then I meet....let's call him Julio. (no, he was not hispanic, not that it matters...)
Julio and I connect on so many levels. I dated him for quite some time, a few months, starting right before....cliche trigger warning Valentines Day...We both have low self esteem, we both have body dysmorphia, we both live with our parents even though we're 30....jesus christ....what is wrong with us? we both want to do what's right...however...the corona virus kinda f****d everything up, forcing both of our families to be the only people you can come in contact with. Cabin fever. Yadda yadda.
But I'm not sexually attracted to him
And I don't like his family
And I can't stand his habits
and he will NOT LET GO OF ME! He doesn't respect my boundaries.
I seem to have unleashed this beast that is holding me captive.
I actually need to aga flaga FLEE ga flagga ishka ishka nagga nagga agga flagga FLEEgaflagga bbbiiiiiIIRRDIE!
I don't want to hurt his feelings though. But I need to go.