Exactly How One Word Helped me to again believe in Love
It all begins around my birthday for me. The anxiety this is certainly.
Whenever 16 appears on the calendar and I realize I’ve gone yet another year without having a relationship—meaning I’ll (likely) be spending another birthday, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s all by my lonesome—I start to get panicky september. It is maybe perhaps perhaps not I do, very much so), it’s more that my birthday serves as a yearly reminder of the only piece to my life’s puzzle I feel like I’m still missing: someone to spend it with that I don’t have wonderful friends and family to celebrate with. Read More→