In my most vulnerable post to date, I am attempting to articulate this state I have been getting into on and off since… probably as long as I’ve been capable of from having anything from a crush to a relationship. My single gripe with this attempt, though, is less about the vulnerability and more that I don't particularly have someone to talk to about this. However, in this effort, I hope it at least isn't a unique experience for me. A shared sorrow is a sorrow halved. If it is not, then sharing this sorrow would halve the sorrow for...