I am about to go to a wedding reception again. By myself. As a friend of the groom. We were never an item, he's 15years younger than me, though his family questioned out friendship. I am stoked that he's getting married, I talked to him being excited while dating, I was dating. But my relationship with a guy that's depressed, ended.
I have anxiety about stupid remarks from his family. Feeling like Bambi, going to the lions.

But he's my friend and I'll go but boy, it takes guts to be single. 🥺

Who can relate...