Suuuper long shot (and long post whoops!) but hey, here I go.
We connected here around this time last year (I think, which is why I’m putting this here 😅), but I had a lot of hard life shit going on, and while there was mutual attraction, I didn’t have the capacity to take it further than a few messages.
Fast forward to this fall- we matched on an app and I was excited to have reconnected. We met up in Germantown and talked about bikes, religion, how much you love to cook, and our similar upbringings in a certain region of the country. We also discussed our kinks- compatible, and our careers- your current is my former and you lived abroad for a while, which I thought was so dope.
I had a great time and thought you did too, but I let my anxiety get in the way and got nervous that being open would freak you out, so I hit that unmatch button shortly after sending you my number. 🤦🏾♀️🫠
If you see this (and I hope you do), I’m sure you’ll know exactly who you are. If I completely fumbled the bag/you’re not interested, I get it, it is what it is, and I’m so very sorry for being super uncommunicative. It’s been a rough year and I’m giving myself a lot of grace for being squirrely, but I’m also recognizing that I wasn’t being fair and that’s very uncool. That being said- you’ve crossed my mind a few times since, and I’m hoping you’re willing to give an anxious banana another chance. In the future if I’m finding it hard to be big and brave, I’ll happily let you tie me up and spank the shit out of me until I can be big girl and use my words. 😅
The rest of y’all, have fun chuckling at my nonsense 🤦🏾♀️
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