April 28, 2025 by Natalie Serrano

Sometimes I catch myself daydreaming way too much. Like, I’ll just be walking to the store or doing dishes, and my brain will spin this whole romance where someone’s actually into me — like, texting me goodnight, planning little dates, being excited to see me.

And I know it’s just fantasy. It’s like I trick myself into feeling those things just for a little while, to quiet down whatever’s missing inside. It’s stupid, honestly. I end up laughing at myself half the time because none of it’s real. It’s just me and my overactive imagination putting on a show.

But I guess it’s better than feeling nothing at all. Some days, the pretend moments feel better than the empty ones. Other days, it just makes me feel more pathetic. I mean, who needs this much fake romance to feel okay? Apparently, I do.

Maybe one day, I’ll have something real. Until then, it’s just me, my little daydreams, and a running joke in my head about how much of a clown I am.