But then there are some nights where I speak out about something that's really affecting me inside, and I feel like it's somewhat justified.
I wish I could communicate things better. I wish I knew why people react the way they do, why they shy away like they do. Especially when someone thinks the world of you. I don't understand the need to be hesitant in certain situations. Maybe I'm over-reacting. Although it seems that the same story plays again and again. Back and forth and back and forth with re-assuring small-talk until everyone is comfortable enough to continue with what is trying to be accomplished. I don't get the need to be re-assured. It's not an awkward thing.
It just makes me wonder what else would be too "awkward" that someone couldn't go through with something. Like, moving to a new city. Or state.
We're all adults now. It's okay to accept that in our minds and live a little, okay to change things up a bit from time to time.
I had a few years to myself to get extremely comfortable with my lifestyle, and to meet othe lers who lived their lives the same way. I'm finding that it's hard for me to patient with those who are hesitant and less out-going.