So I met my UK lurker, and I still don't know how I feel. As always there is a small part of me worried it's some elaborate ruse to hurt me. He seemed nice, and I of course over worried about everything. I'm kinda glad I don't really actually go on dates. I can't imagine what I'd be like if I was actually with a guy with that whole dating thing in the air instead of hiding at home just terribly making friends with one safely in front of my monitor.
Like everyone else in the world he at one point made me want to go hide in my room and pretend he never emailed me and I never talked to him. Not that that was his fault, or anyone's fault. It's a normal reaction. I managed to not go hide and later not dwell on it or anything else that was said, neither by me nor him.
Anyway I'm tired. That's all I have to report. Goodnight.
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Shakes head. No one saves anyone, you can only save yourself.
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