I realize that casual relationships are supposed to be casual, but I think I'm breaking it off with my fuck buddy/FWB.

He forgot we had plans tonight. Plans that we made two days ago. At least I hope he forgot. It's possible he's just completely blowing me off.

I have a pretty fragile self-esteem as it is, and a man forgetting to fuck me—or not bothering to—does not make me feel great about myself.

What's the point of friends with benefits if it makes me feel shitty about myself?

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Ugh.

Though I am not crying a la Meg Ryan, I realize I am overreacting to this. But can I still get some Hivemind love?

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