It’s that dreaded question “so what do you do?” that causes this deep rooted feeling of anxiety and sickness in the pit of my stomach. The idea that this person, whom you probably don’t even know, is judging you based off of one simple answer.
I am not a victim, and neither are you. That night did not ruin me, because it brought me to you.
Whether we do this for “the fun of it,” the experience, to fill some kind of void, or a cure for boredom, at what time do we just say, enough is enough?
Play up the innocent, sweetest girl in the world card. Smile and laugh a lot. This might sound simple, but when you’re dealing with someone who you have to pretend to be into, it might be more challenging than expected.