Me: So I sent this message to a guy  
Me: I am trying to make friends
Linzie: ….ok…
Me: Then I realized that might be weird sooooooo fun fact… you can delete IG messages….
Linzie: ….. girl, you a dumpster fire.
Me: Not wrong…

In case you were unaware… here is the definition for a dumpster fire.

Adulting is hard and most things that came easy to most people, I remember having to work at in some capacity or another…. and move obstacles out of the way. For example, in high school, my mom was the principal. Some people didn’t want to be my friends and they certainly didn’t want to date me… I remember one kid asked me out BECAUSE my mom was the principal and when he found out that that didn’t come with any extra perks… he bounced lol.  Don’t get me wrong, I had friends. I was in tons of extra curriculars, but yea… making friends in high school was kind of a challenge… imagine me trying to make friends now. 

When I decided to go to college 5 states away, my dad gave me the book “How to Win Friends and Influence People” and I remember reading it and thinking I will never use a damn bit of this… and now, I have reread the updated version for the digital age lol. And even AFTER rereading the damn updated version, I still had the interaction that you see above and was called a dumpster fire in a loving and amused way by a close friend 🙂

So anyway, another conversation with Linzie came up when, after getting dumped, I stated that clearly the only romantic relationship I could maintain was with tacos. And he called me a mess ((not wrong)) LOL.

This wasn’t the update I was planning to post; I had a whole raw and deep post typed up but I am a little too chicken shit at the moment to press publish. Working on it, so this is what you get for now 🙂