Maybe I’m overthinking. Did I make a mistake? He’s just... idk. I feel like I put in too much effort and he just doesn’t care. I don’t feel like I have a boyfriend. Especially when we’re apart. I try giving him space but it never feels like I’m giving him enough. But I need a certain amount of not-space you know? I try to joke and play around with him, the occasional teasing... light stuff... but he makes me feel like I’m being annoying and he just doesn’t want me to talk... or do anything, really. When I’m upset it gives him anxiety, when I’m happy it seems like he couldn’t care less. Maybe he’s just tired these days and is happy to be talking to other people that aren’t me. Maybe I have become exhausting. Maybe I have fucked up and he’s just... sticking around because he feels like he has to.