Evening, folks. Or morning. It was a late night out at the bar, and I haven’t even gotten ready for bed yet. To a certain extent, I’m still feeling the emotional hangover from last night.

Interpersonal relationships are hard. Dating is hard, especially if both parties have a lot of defense mechanisms. I’m also not someone who likes to talk about feelings, but I ended up doing just that for about four hours last night. I’m not sure if it made me feel better, but some stuff came out that definitely needed to be said.

I’m not really sure where I’m going with all this. I’m not a perfect person, but I’m trying. I hope it’s all worth it at the end.

I need to sleep. I’ll see you guys in the morning.