But when I started having my thought disorder act up, and going catatonic, he was... afraid.
And not in a good, sexy way (I'm a bit of a sadist lol.)
He's very understanding, and is big in the disability rights community (he's autistic and has ADD). But like. I just really didn't want him to see me in such a messed-up state that I just ran off and told him to text me.
I'm humiliated.
I was going to spend the day with him.
Instead, I was hypomanic and creepy when I could speak, catatonic intermittently, and occasionally speaking absolute jumbled sentences.

I'm better than this. I don't want the guy I want to spend my life with to see me at my weakest point, you know?
