I go out way too much. It's getting to the point where I turn passive aggressive about agreeing to go out. What can I say? It's a personality flaw. Lately I've had a potty attitude about going out with folks, but generally speaking: I'm a man of my word. So if I say I'm gonna go, I'll go. My friend calls me a "people pleaser" every time she sees me. Usually, I regret this, but not this week. There were a couple times in the last several days where I really had zero interest in going out or hanging with certain people. Interestingly, on each of those occasions (with totally different individuals), I had a blast.
For me, I've only wanted to spend time in one place (my bed...yeXxX) with one person but I know from experience that that's not healthy. What this week has taught me is that there's always a whole other world out there and if you don't explore, the only person it's hurting in the long run is you.
I leave you with a quote from the great Buzz Lightyear: "To infinity and beyond!"
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