26-year-old asexual Midwest emotional punk. Played in blink-182 for 3 minutes. No Functional Purpose. Pronouns are he/they

Today sucked. The Knicks choked in their playoff game in a frustrating way, I was dealing with lower back pain at work, and I got stood up on a date. This is the opposite of how the day was supposed to go.

I saw Real Friends tonight and while it was a good show, the last time I saw them was a personally better time for me.

Last time, I actually got to open for them and that was a dream I didn’t think that would happen as they were one if my top bands when I was in college and had seen them twice on Warped Tour. We played a solid set, but it was still a cool experience and I’m glad it happened. I even got to catch up with some of the guys after tonight’s show.

Last time was also the day I received my first order of band shirts. I never thought I would ever get to a point of being in a band and having merch. It’s still very cool to see some of my friends wear it. Since then, I’ve gained weight and can no longer fit into my shirt from that first batch.

The thing that’s hitting me the hardest is that last time my then-girlfriend was there to see me. She had actually seen me play before that prior to us dating. That night was also the first time we spent the night together. Now, it’s been 3 months since we mutually split, which was necessary, but also 2 months since I’ve heard from her as she needed space to help get better. I’m just here alone amd it sucks.

I had a good time tonight seeing one of my favorite bands, but it just doesn’t compare to the previous time when it was the best day of my life. I’ve just been sinking this year with very little keeping things bright.