We literally spent every night on Discord until 3 AM for a month, and the second I asked if we could meet at Comic-Con next weekend, he blocked me? 💀 No explanation, just straight-up Clyde telling me my message couldn't be delivered. Did I scare him off or what, because this actually hurts like hell.

Deep breath: this isn't about you being "too much", this is pure, unadulterated panic on his end. Behind a headset and a cool Discord avatar, anyone can feel witty, charming, and mysteriously deep. But the second Comic-Con entered the chat, reality crashed in: actual eye contact, fluorescent lighting, and no mute button. A lot of people love the cozy fantasy of an online flirtation right up until they realize they'd have to show up as their real, awkward human selves. So instead of admitting he was nervous or not ready, he panicked and hit the eject button. Don't waste your energy hunting down alternate accounts to demand an explanation. He already gave you one with his actions: he's someone who handles basic social pressure by pulling a magic smoke-grenade vanishing act. Grab a friend, hit Comic-Con anyway, and enjoy the convention. You deserve people who don't log out the second real life starts.