Grumble Grumble.

I’m not quite sure why my subconscious likes to torture me, but for the past month my nights have been filled with dreams about how I don’t have a boyfriend/my journey getting a boyfriend/having a boyfriend. Essentially all things boyfriend. Why my subconscious thinks I need to be aware of my boyfriendless state 24/7 (because I think about it when I’m awake, too), but apparently I do.

Of course, it probably doesn’t help that a good majority of the girls I went to high school with have gotten engaged/married the past few months — even the extremely smart ones — so at 22 years old I feel like I have fallen behind where I am supposed to be in my life.

It also doesn’t help that I’m pretty much successful in everything else except relationships of any kind, whereas many unsuccessful people around me are actually successful in relationships. What do they have that I don’t have?

Ah, yes, the ramblings of a drunk female.

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About returntoneverland

All around procrastinator, screw-up extraordinaire.
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