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AsylumSystem
I've been dealing with a bunch of depression lately. I'm at work, and I'm worried about how burned out I am. I keep talking to this guy. He hurt me pretty bad last year, and yet I keep talking to him despite everyone around me telling me he's bad news and I deserve better. I'm not even dating this guy. We never dated, but I thought we might've gotten close. But suddenly, he just dropped the bomb of "I like you, but not the way you like me," and I was shattered. He'd spent that whole night lying his head in my lap and stealing kisses. He kept leaving while I was staying with him, too, but then he'd come back home and be so affectionate. We still talk, but now the only connection we have is just sexual, and it's not good for my trauma brain. I'm starting to wonder if it's all I'm good for. I've spent so much of my life being surrounded by sex. I don't know. Sorry.
