Months passed, and dating began to appear difficult. I was nervous and didn’t tell the other gender about it. I used to be miserable whenever I developed any kind of friendship with someone because I knew it wouldn’t lead to anything. I’m quite afraid of falling in love right now.
After a year, I met a man. I didn’t expect anything from him because I had lost faith in the other gender. My trust worries were real, and I wasn’t planning on investing much in the connection. He persisted, calling me to hang out on a regular basis. I continued to see him because I felt he was amusing to home base with. After a half-year,