I almost find it funny that you convinced me I was the boring one.
I can’t believe it took me all this time to realize that there’s absolutely nothing wrong with me; not my interests, not my sense of fashion, not my personality and certainly not my need for space. Just because I didn’t fit your ideal for a girlfriend doesn’t mean there was anything wrong with me, and it certainly didn’t give you the right to convince me I was the one who needed to change.
It’s stupid that no matter how far things have come or how many tests he’s passed the insecurity in me runs so deep that in the back of my mind I have this need to push him away or just walk away completely.
Is it condescending of me to expect people to know basic things about the weather such as cloud types, how to read doppler radar, and what causes fog? I’m just gonna assume yes.
(Is that even the correct usage of condescending? It’s late and I can’t think of a better one)