Sending You The Last Photos And Videos From Our Trip To Costa Rica

I’m so glad you asked me for these, babe.

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Because I know you were kinda hurt when I said I didn’t want to see you anymore after the trip.

I get it. I’m a strange bird. Other women would have been so glad to keep seeing you. I’m not giving you the “It’s not you, it’s me,” cliche. Well, it is me. I am different. I gave you the brief rundown of my childhood trauma that made me the way I am, so I know you understand, thank you Babe.

I just want to have a lot of different experiences of pleasure.

After a few weeks people get on my nerves. You have to understand, I’m neurodivergent. My brain doesn’t operate in a normal way. My central nervous system gets really triggered by people after a while and I have to be by myself.

I have tried, believe me, to find a partner who will understand my bipolar and let me alone when I need to be let alone. I don’t actually think such a person exists. It is our human nature to want to connect, connect, connect. And that unfortunately really triggers me when I’m having a “flare up.”