Better.
I have had a rough time with rejection sensitivity this weekend. Happily I have two friends who yanked me out of it. Well, not completely, but enough. Mary told me I was overthinking and need to wait until my medication dosage increase kicks in before making any decisions that I will regret.
I had messaged Mike about doing what I do, and he made me feel a little better by telling me how amazing I am. I don’t do well with compliments, but he worded things in such a way that made it funny and inappropriate.
Me: It’s kind of a thing I do, you know. I’m starting to like him, so I need to fuck it up somehow to save myself from rejection.
M: You want the straight and incredibly raunchy truth?
Me: Always.
M: You sure?
Me: Yup.
M: If he’s a sane person, he would agree with my assessment. You have sweet tits, a fine ass, and *censored*. Not to mention you have gorgeous eyes and a wit like no other. Don’t worry about gaining his approval, he should be begging for yours.
Me: Thank you. That’s very sweet of you.
M: Give yourself more credit. You listen to the wrong people.
Me: I listen to me!
M: Like I said. And I’m not even buttering you up to try to get sexting pics.
Sincerely, if Mike would move back to the west coast everything would be moot, because I would marry him on the spot.
I had messaged Mike about doing what I do, and he made me feel a little better by telling me how amazing I am. I don’t do well with compliments, but he worded things in such a way that made it funny and inappropriate.
Me: It’s kind of a thing I do, you know. I’m starting to like him, so I need to fuck it up somehow to save myself from rejection.
M: You want the straight and incredibly raunchy truth?
Me: Always.
M: You sure?
Me: Yup.
M: If he’s a sane person, he would agree with my assessment. You have sweet tits, a fine ass, and *censored*. Not to mention you have gorgeous eyes and a wit like no other. Don’t worry about gaining his approval, he should be begging for yours.
Me: Thank you. That’s very sweet of you.
M: Give yourself more credit. You listen to the wrong people.
Me: I listen to me!
M: Like I said. And I’m not even buttering you up to try to get sexting pics.
Sincerely, if Mike would move back to the west coast everything would be moot, because I would marry him on the spot.