I got reminded of it recently. So in my childhood years. I didn't really have nice friends who were girls. They were mean. All threw my school years. They didn't like me. It apparently left a mark.
I'm cautious and spooky around girls. Fearing the worst at all times. Misunderstandings about my intentions or actions. Accusations of things I didn't do. Spreading of rumors and lies.
I don't know. Thought I moved past this. But, it bubbled up again. I'm tired of seeing girls in that light. But, constantly see these actions repeated.
Trying to move forward.
I'm cautious and spooky around girls. Fearing the worst at all times. Misunderstandings about my intentions or actions. Accusations of things I didn't do. Spreading of rumors and lies.
I don't know. Thought I moved past this. But, it bubbled up again. I'm tired of seeing girls in that light. But, constantly see these actions repeated.
Trying to move forward.