I know why I’m always the girl alone at the party. I’m selfish, harsh, and aloof. I have a habit of ignoring people I really caring about, because I’m too afraid to be hurt. I’m terrified of caring for somebody, and of being cared for. The idea of rejection scares me. It’s not that one person thinks I’m not good enough, it’s the thought of everybody knowing I wasn’t good enough. And if I wasn’t good enough for that one person, why would anybody else think that I’m good enough for them. I know that I have so much to offer somebody. I’m smart, attractive, outgoing, interesting, happy, I’m just really, really insecure.