So, in the midst of my depression, I met someone who I really liked. And I screwed it up because of the depression and I do mean really screwed it up.
But sometimes you get a second chance. I started chatting with this person a couple days ago and decided to go ahead and ask him out. Sort of. I actually asked him if he'd like to go for a walk and chat because I know he's all about the chatting. (No CV gigs for him.)
He said yes, expanded on my suggestion, and asked when I was thinking of doing this. Since I hadn't gotten that far, I had to wing my response (I can do fly by the seat of my pants occasionally) but I'm pretty excited about it. Sometimes you do get a second chance.
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