Lonely woman dating
Over the weekend, a guy asked if I felt pressure to seek out strange sex and dating experiences in order to make my stories more interesting.
(I don’t.) A friend of mine figured I’d start having a harder time finding men to go out with, since they’d be afraid of being turned into content.
I don’t obsess over the idea of finding love like I did in my early 20s, and I do consider myself to be in a much better mental space now than I was then.
But that isn’t to say that I don’t have bad days, or bad weeks, or bad months.
I finally turned to Anna and said "Your brother is making me crazy today! It drives everyone crazy."And then I started thinking.
Over the past year, I’ve gotten more comfortable with my current single status, and I’ve started to enjoy my life a lot more.So once things settled down, and I wasn’t living my own personal version of , my feelings all kind of hit me at once.Without even realizing it, I fell into a major funk.Yesterday, I was listening to David, who has been such a chatterbox lately - he's gotten maddening, honestly.Like any kid with autism, he's got a lot of repetitive behaviors, and one of his is something they call echolalia.
Her ability to see my life from an outsider’s perspective made me realize what was actually bothering me — and that my coping mechanisms were all wrong.