Is this what being single is like? You go out with someone multiple times, think you have a connection, spend several consecutives Sundays with that person playing house, and then they disappear and behave as though you don’t exist? In this moment I feel expendable…easily replaced. Casual dating is only a temporary reprieve from our feelings of low self-worth. When reality sets in and the commitment is nowhere to be found, our self-worth plumets to an even darker depth of misery than before.
