He Asked Me Out & Now My Brain’s on Fire
Throwaway because my ego cannot handle this being public. It’s 2AM and my brain is running laps. I (26M, autistic-ish, whatever that means) have always had this low-key obsession with a certain type of girl. Not proud, not even sure where it started, but it’s there and it’s awkward as hell. Never told anyone because, yeah, who wants to be that shallow dude? Social stuff fries my circuits on a good day.
So I work at this dorky little shop, and there’s a bakery next door. My boss keeps making me deliver random stuff to the bakery girls, so now I’m basically their delivery guy. I suck at small talk but they’re actually cool. Then there’s Mia. She’s exactly my type and talking to her is weirdly easy, which just makes me panic more. She asked me to grab coffee after work and I straight up lied and said I was busy (why am I like this?), then immediately backtracked and said maybe this weekend. Now I’m just spiraling—do I tell her about my weird hangup? Or just fake it and hope I don’t mess this up? Is it lying if I keep it to myself? Why is dating basically a horror game? Please tell me I’m not the only one who overthinks every single thing.
#NoFilter #DatingAnxiety #AdultingFail #RomanticRelationships
