Fair warning: This post is super whiny.

I started something casual with this guy who I really like and it slowly began taking on a somewhat more serious vibe. It's been great and fun and sweet and all kinds of other happy sounding words, but because I have a terrible track record when it comes to my choices in men, I've been waiting for the other shoe to drop. And it just did.

This morning I had to stop pretending that he's over his ex. He's not even close. He's definitely still really hung up on her (if not straight up still in love). I have been nothing more than a distraction to help him avoid dealing with his breakup. And now I feel like an idiot because I let myself get caught up in something and I should have known better.

The following is a gif illustration of my thoughts right now.