SickCycleCarousel
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I mixed my Prozac with Vodka last night and I blacked out for a little over an hour...when I came around I was crying to my siblings about this girl I met a year ago on an LGBTQ website. Apparently I was telling them how much I love her and that I want to be with her...It's not that it's not true, because I really do love her and if she and I lived closer I would totally be open to dating her. She and I talk about it a lot, so it's definitely mutual - which is a first for me - so I should be happy. Guess maybe the prospect of being in my first relationship and with a girl (another first) just scares the crap out of me. Maybe I'm panicking because I verbalized it and it makes it more real.
Wow...I think I just might be in love with her...cue another panic attack. ahhh.
Wow...I think I just might be in love with her...cue another panic attack. ahhh.