People pleasing is completely selfish. It’s me having this horrible anxiety that someone has some sort of expectation of me and that I may let them down in some form. It’s my incessant need to be accepted and approved and liked.
It may seem that with her ever changing moves and lifestyles, she would want someone to cater to her. But that’s not the case. She wants a partner, not a servant.
You realize a lot of the stereotypes are actually true.
As rough as it may have been to go through it, I am so incredibly grateful for my awkward stage because at a very young and impressionable time in my life, I had to really like myself. Even if no one else did.
You’re not crazy for thinking you’re pregnant every month or for dying to have sex but then yelling at your boyfriend if he tries.
My best friend’s dad.
She still hasn’t heard from you. She remembers that sometimes you have important work projects due early in the week so you might be busy with that.
Your internet history is full of links to “free activities to do around the city”.
The first time we attempted to have sex, it didn’t go well.
I feel like I want to hug this poor lady for what we both just went through but she looks like she wants nothing to do with me ever again and I can’t blame her.