Hi T. I know that when I see you on Monday and I inevitably tell you about my week, that secretly (if not openly) you will be happy that I had so much socialization. Except, I am not happy about it.

Going for a walk today with T was fine. She sent me a hysterical youtube video, that for some reason (WHY CAN'T I LEARN?!) I decided to send to S. Anyway, she responded after a few hours saying she was meeting a few people out, and did I want to come out?

Really, I should have declined. Because THE ONLY REASON she asked me was bc I had initiated contact. Like always. But, like the fool I am, I went. It was mostly okay. I did get 2 free drinks out of the deal, but walking downtown on a weekend night felt strange.

I haven't been out on a weekend night in so long, that I felt like a weird, alien creature.

Then when talks got around to relationships and how people met their current significant others, I was like "righttttt...this is why i don't go out," bc I feel so effed up.

UGH. I am sure this is great therapy material, but it would be so much easier to come in Monday and say "Eh. My week was the same," while I curled up on the couch and talked about nothing, like the past few months.