The one time I finally open up to my friends; it backfires in my face. I talk to 4 people about my dilemma and all of a sudden I have 20 people at a party trying to tell me their opinions on MY problem. My worst overanalyzing nightmare come true. I'm back to not trusting anyone and akward situations. Yesssss.
I turned down three perfectly nice boys in the past month and a half. Why? I'm not quite sure. Fear of change and picky-ness I think. I've decided I'm certain to end up alone due to some weird defect in my brain.