I’ve been hav­ing a dif­fi­cult time deter­min­ing if I am clin­i­cal­ly depressed adja­cent or just burned out at try­ing to devel­op rela­tion­ships either pla­ton­ic and/or roman­tic. For the most part every­thing seems one-sided; I reach out, maybe we hang out, then noth­ing until I reach out again. This isn’t whol­ly the case every time, I admit. There are a cou­ple of peo­ple I’ve made friend­ships with that I hope will grow stronger, but the effort required hard for me to han­dle. Many times when I’m out and I see peo­ple inter­act­ing, or maybe I’m actu­al­ly inter­act­ing with peo­ple, there’s this dread that is just sud­den­ly there, like a cat on a key­board and I’m aller­gic to cats.

I also think I’m aller­gic to my house. Look­ing for­ward to mov­ing for sure.