I am the goddess of confusion and frustration.
I am half in love with not one, but two men, neither of whom I could have a future with. Argh!
I’m most probably afraid of rejection. After all, there’s no risk of rejection if it’s doomed from the start.
I’m starting to think it would be a good thing if I had a boyfriend.
Even though I feel terribly lonely sometimes, I’m learning that loneliness is part and parcel of being human.