The first type being those who show an interest in me to a degree where it becomes obsessive, disturbing and ultimately completely off-putting, culminating in me having to distance myself from them.

The second type being those whom I have really lovely, wonderful talks with over a period of time, seem to strike a chord with or gain some kind of rapport with, then suddenly they seemingly want nothing to do with me,  grow curt and short with me and/or then just simply ignore me.

Sometimes they’re intertwined, sometimes, ironically, they make me feel as if i’m one of these groups to them. Maybe they’re thinking this too. I think this notion hurts the most, when i’ve simply tried my best to forge some sort of bond. Eventually I just give up, curse humanity, wait, stew, grow sad, lonely, try again but the cycle repeats. This is all of my relationships with people, sadly, always.

I should’ve grown past this phase of interpersonal relationships in my life to this point, yet here I am.

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