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I remember when I first got confessed to. Someone told me they liked me; someone said I'm cute and they said that they'd go out with me if I was okay with it and I felt so embarrassed. I have felt a droplet of happiness in the ocean of mixed emotions that I've already been accumulating on my own. But, I was doubtful though. I was also scared. I didn't want that. I don't want to go on dates with anyone, because I was scared I might grow attached and whenever I grow attached to someone- they ignore me, they leave me, abandon me. So most of the time, I cut it off. I can't handle the feelings I get when I grow attached. It eats at me, confuses me. Turmoil. I can only think of disastrous things. I can't. I need to be alone, I tell myself. I need to always be alone. But I want to be there when someone needs me (I want someone to be there when I need to stop myself from thinking)

Some things have changed though. I don't know how to feel about that.

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I remember when I first got confessed to. Someone told me they liked me; someone said I'm cute and they said that they'd go out with me if I was okay with it and I felt so embarrassed. I have felt a droplet of happiness in the ocean of mixed emotions that I've already been accumulating on my own. But, I was doubtful though. I was also scared. I didn't want that. I don't want to go on dates with anyone, because I was scared I might grow attached and whenever I grow attached to someone- they ignore me, they leave me, abandon me. So most of the time, I cut it off. I can't handle the feelings I get when I grow attached. It eats at me, confuses me. Turmoil. I can only think of disastrous things. I can't. I need to be alone, I tell myself. I need to always be alone. But I want to be there when someone needs me (I want someone to be there when I need to stop myself from thinking)

Some things have changed though. I don't know how to feel about that.