Happened to me in Singapore, Cape Town, UAE, etc.
Walking from one well lit high rise building to another, heading to your hotel after trying out a local restaurant, and asking yourself "How did that scrawny looking kid from Orile end up here?"
Everyone should experience this.
Avoidant people don’t break your heart right away, they wear it down. Little by little.
Mixed signals. Half truths. Almost efforts.
Enough to keep you from leaving, but never enough to let you stay peacefully.
It’s emotional starvation disguised as “this is just how I am.”