How? We were cuddling, but I felt suffocated, I needed some room, and she yelled, “How are you going to get married, how are you going to be in a relationship, how are people going to love you, if you can’t spend more than 3 minutes, close to them?” I laughed too loud, and I sat behind her for the rest of the night, so she wouldn’t see, that my eyes were wet. Now every day I ask myself: “How am I going to get married, how am I going to be in a relationship, how is anyone going to love me, if I can’t spend more than 3 minutes, close to them?” And every day, I don’t know the answer. I don’t know. I don’t fucking know how. I don’t know, if any of that could be possible. Not with someone like me, not me.
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