I haven’t been able to let anyone get emotionally intimate with me since then. Physical intimacy came with time and patience. But I learned quickly that with out emotions the physical stuff can snowball into a series of blurry nights and not calling back in the morning.
This is a recipe for disaster, no matter what happens. Your expectations are never going to be fulfilled.
While you may live in a world that focuses on career advancement (which is just fine if you’re into that), I do not. I live in a world where I measure my success in glitter-glue and stories and friends and how many countries I can scratch of my scratch off map of the world.
When you’re bothered by this, you’re trapped. You can never undo this. You will just continue to notice everything about them. Then you will start to ask.