But no. That wasn't me. I had only had s*x the one time and the thought of my second time being with some random guy I met on a dating app made me feel a little sick to my stomach. I was no w***e. I just wanted someone to distract me from my own thoughts. The prison in my own head that I had locked myself up in.
My failure at something as mundane as online dating took its toll on my mood. I descended deeper into my own thoughts. And what was worse was the fact that I was irritable to be around for everyone. I sometimes ate dinner with the "family", but I kept to myself even then. My dad continued throwing his judgmental looks my way. At least that's how I perceived them. He would scowl at me when he didn't know I was looking. And I just pretended not to notice.
Monica and Ally started sh
