My mom has always told me not to go into college with a boyfriend and absolutely never follow a boy to college. When we started talking about college seriously a couple years ago, I didn’t think twice about it. I totally thought that I could go to a brand new state and not be attracted to any boys from home.

Well, I got into my first serious relationship back in November. We both knew from the start that we weren’t going to date in college and we ended up breaking up about a week before quarantine started in March. It was kind of terrible getting so attached to him and knowing that we were just waiting for one of us to bring up the college conversation.

Believe it or not, quarantine helped me get over him so much faster than I imagined. But let me tell you, I always have a weird summer fling with someone and then we become weirdly close friends during the school year or we completely ghost each other.

So, naturally, I started messing around with this dude that I’ve been close with since last semester. And I have a really bad habit of self destructing a good relationship with someone after I figure out one thing that I don’t like about them.

With me being the dumb bitch I am, I’ve completely messed up things with four boys since March. Yep, four! Crazy right? I’ve never even talked to that many boys before this. And I have a feeling that it’s about to be bumped up to five.

I know I wouldn’t do well with a long distance relationship. I took the love language test and my top two categories were quality time and physical touch.

So, I guess my mom was right from the start and she knew me a lot better than I even did at the time.