I thought I was ok, I felt like I was for a week..

I thought I was doing good. I was feeling better for a week but it wasn’t just on my own. I started talking to another girl. She was pretty, and we talked great all week. Sending pics back and forth. I was still keeping my guard up, just incase we stop talking. Well I finally met her in real life a week later and I felt like more of a man again. Like I guess thats what confidence is, feels like.. My two feet on the ground, a skinny regular guy, another person a part of this world. Doesn’t matter if I’m rich or poor, or special. I didn’t feel extra special or anything. But I did feel better, and didn’t let my thoughts run wild. Just incase, well the meet up at starbucks was great, hung out for a couple hours no pressure. Before we left eachother, I asked if she wanted to go out again. A date for dinner. She thanked me. I know I could be just thinking too much into it