OH, OK, cool, so… he hasn’t texted since Monday afternoon, so obviously he decided I’m boring and bad in bed and is going to ghost on me.
^^^ Real thought my brain just had.
Despite the fact that he’s not dumb enough to do that, because if I tell our mutual friends he was mean to me, they will call him a shithead coward forever.
Weirdly, I’m actually kind of OK with wanting to hear from him but not. It’s better than the “please stop talking…” tipping point I’ve reached with previous attempts at dating.
Also… I mean… Not to be conceited, but… I’ve watched his face — I’m not bad in bed.
So worst case, I’m just boring. TREMENDOUS. THAT’S TREMENDOUS.
When’s therapy again?