I cannot believe it is February. Well, really, I can. I feel like January is the longest month of the year. You just had an excellent break from work, you spent time with those you love, and then you have to come back to your routine. I love my job, so it isn’t that big of a struggle but still hard to get back in the swing of things.
I guess I did not realize how depressed I was, or the way that it was affecting me. I happily volunteer in class now, I have no fear of it like I did previously. Additionally, I can listen to people eat now. It is still irritating, but not to the point of getting incredibly frustrated.
I struggle with people not being nice. When I put in effort to be your friend and you think it is optional to respond to messages it just irritates me. Like, if it is annoying then let me know so I can move on. I don’t want to be annoying but living in limbo is not ideal and I absolutely hate it. I’d rather you tell me straight up that you don’t want to be my friend, or that I’m coming on too strong.
I’ve also been feeling pretty flirty lately, which I’m not sure why. I think I’m craving the attention because of my insecurities.