On The Daily #113

Something else that I began to do regularly was not staying over at a friend’s house anymore. They would call about once a month asking if I wanted to come do this or stay over, but I always seemed to find an excuse. And if I couldn’t find an excuse, I’d make one up. I felt terrible in the moment, but relief would flood me very soon after. Something about it just didn’t appeal to me anymore as it once did. This even got as far as not wanting to do anything with friends. If they wanted to go somewhere, I said no. It’s strange if you think about it. The years before I always thought about how fun it would be to be invited to a friend’s house, but the idea became scarier and scarier as I grew older. I guess you could say I was just a homebody.

Remember, my new book, Paper Tiger, comes out this Friday!!

Much love, Chloe ❤


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