I’ve recently noticed an increase of people attempting to talk to me and get to know me. Sometimes it’s a stranger walking my way while I’m headed to class. Sometimes it’s a person only known through my parents who suddenly gets the desire to talk to me. And even more jarring, I’ve recently made two friends in a short span of time, after not having anyone show interest in me several years prior. The whole thing became extremely jarring to me, and on more than one occasion I began to assume where their intentions lied. I hate to say it, but while I should feel happy that I’m not alone all the time now, I’ve only been able to look at these interactions in a negative light. Because while I’ve been polite and affable with these people, I feel like my internal situation has only been worsening. I know it’s horrible to think something like this, but I can’t shake the idea that these people are at least somewhat aware of my mental state, and that’s what’s drawing them to me. At best, I’m their pity case, and at worst, they can sense I’m probably not going to be around much longer. Much like how people are drawn to buy a seasonal item that’s only going to be around for a short while, whether or not the item is of much value. I know I’m probably just over-analyzing all this in my head, but I want to get this stuff out into the open to find some kind of catharsis, and maybe even have these feelings validated by someone who feels the same way.