Because of my weird need to not be alone when I feel like my life is in crisis, and the sense of crisis I end up feeling when my boyfriend stays out partying with god knows who for days at a time, I’ve accidentally built myself quite the concerned support network of guys whom I’ve met on /soc/ and Omegle. I’m straight with them, they know my situation, but they keep me company anyway and seem to genuinely care about my well-being.
The thing is, using these guys as a crutch when my boyfriend is out completely ignoring the fact that I exist gives me the strength to keep staying with him. Even though there are apparently a dozen or so guys or so out there who care about me more than he does and who treat me so much more nicely.
I’m warped.