Well I'm definitely not a night person anymore
I ended up going out to the bars last night. My boyfriend was texting that he was feeling lonely sitting at a bar, so I decided to go out. It was a gay bar in Seattle with shit-tons of shoulder-to-shoulder people, as is usual on Friday nights. It was a bear bar, meaning lots of thick people, facial hair, and ravenous eyes. I entered the bar and I did feel like a snack, which lowkey made me feel super good but also super uncomfortable. Isn't it funny how that works? One moment I'm so depressed and I want to feel attractive, and the next I'm considered really attractive but I really want to just be left alone. Long story short, the night ended with us meeting two new people. There were five of us total, and we didn't get home until about 2AM. I was actually quite surprised I wasn't as grumpy as I used to be when I would stay up. Maybe that's growth? But perhaps that one hour nap I took last evening helped as well. I am also so so proud of myself because all I h...