I know that you are checking here regularly to see if I have posted anything new. Maybe something about you. Maybe something about whatever person you think I'm in love with today (my barista at Starbucks was pretty cute... wanna obsess over that one now?).
But the truth is, I probably won't be posting much, if ever, anymore. All because it's seemingly impossible for me to have an internet presence with any substance, lest someone I know goes completely batshit insane over it.
I never promised you anything. I never asked you to wait around for me, and in fact, I repeatedly encouraged you to find someone else. I told you over and over again that I was not and am not ready for the things you want, and the more you pressed the issue, the more I pulled away. It seemed as though you refused to believe that I have things I need to do for myself, and thought that if I would just go along with your plans everything would work out.
