I'm waiting on a text about when and where to meet up today. It's 7pm here right now and still haven't received anyhting. And I'm not doing it myself because I have no proper judgement anymore about how obsessive my texts are right now. Smashed a glass against the wall, because I didn't want to smash my phone just in case he still will text. :-( haven't eaten anything all day and just sitting here right now. I feel awful, and just remember, only met this guy once.... And fighting it even only makes me feel worse.
Everything about this situation is wrong.