Just started back on the pill again, and woo lordie, it puts me on an emotional rollercoaster EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I've been on and off the pill multiple times, but each time I get back on, it's a wee bit bumpy. I just started crying and trying to pick a fight with my boy because for about 3 minutes I felt like he didn't tell me he missed me enough. Which is bullshit. Not to mention the fact that I'm usually the manlier one in the relationship.

I'd be worried he might think I'm a crazy person, but he already does.
I think he might be right.

But I'm fine now. I've been having a hard time with this long distance relationship thing, but I'm hoping that by the end of the month, it won't be an issue any longer. I realize that since pretty much not a single soul on here knows me in real life, this is all pretty pointless to write out; even if you read my Wall O Text, you wouldn't have the slightest fucking clue what I'm talking about really, but alas...it makes me feel better.

I'm not a fun person. I don't drink. I don't do drugs. I don't go to bars. I spend too much time on the computer, I'm shy, I generally hate people having fun, lol. I'm quiet and boring, and I enjoy time alone or with a few friends. But that's not to say I don't wish I was different. I look at the pictures of people enjoying themselves and doing exciting things, and I wish it was me. I'm bitter. But I can't make myself go out most of the time.

Social anxiety sucks, guys.

Oh and here's a picture of my ass (with scratches!) to counter my depressing post!

Just started back on the pill again, and woo lordie, it puts me on an emotional rollercoaster EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I've been on and off the pill multiple times, but each time I get back on, it's a wee bit bumpy. I just started crying and trying to pick a fight with my boy because for about 3 minutes I felt like he didn't tell me he missed me enough. Which is bullshit. Not to mention the fact that I'm usually the manlier one in the relationship.

I'd be worried he might think I'm a crazy person, but he already does.
I think he might be right.

But I'm fine now. I've been having a hard time with this long distance relationship thing, but I'm hoping that by the end of the month, it won't be an issue any longer. I realize that since pretty much not a single soul on here knows me in real life, this is all pretty pointless to write out; even if you read my Wall O Text, you wouldn't have the slightest fucking clue what I'm talking about really, but alas...it makes me feel better.

I'm not a fun person. I don't drink. I don't do drugs. I don't go to bars. I spend too much time on the computer, I'm shy, I generally hate people having fun, lol. I'm quiet and boring, and I enjoy time alone or with a few friends. But that's not to say I don't wish I was different. I look at the pictures of people enjoying themselves and doing exciting things, and I wish it was me. I'm bitter. But I can't make myself go out most of the time.

Social anxiety sucks, guys.

Oh and here's a picture of my ass (with scratches!) to counter my depressing post!