I don't really know how this works, but for some reason I am absolutely terrible at flirting, and at having people earnestly like me, and want to be in a relationship. However, if someone makes purely sexual advances I can easily reciprocate them, and usually take them further than they expected. I personally don't think there's any wrong in having sex with whoever as long as there's consent and all that. But I feel like it's a bit fucked up, that I'd easier be in a friendship and occasionally have nooky with a person than develop a romantic relationship. Maybe there's just been a succession of guys that I don't quite fancy and that's warping my perception on relationships, but right about now it's seeming that just chilling with bros and sexin' each other up now and then is pretty fukken nifty. Luckily I also posses the care-free and dick-bagish attitude required for this kind of set up.
Oh also. I started anti-depressants yesterday. Woo. Kinda freaking me out a little bit, so I'm trying not to think about it too hard. Hopefully they'll do good stuff without me noticing too much so I don't freak out even more? That's pretty likely considering I forget how I felt two days ago consistantly. I really should just give my therapist the link to my blog, and then keep it more diligently, because I am really shitty at remembering important information about events in my life.
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