Anxiety

I firmly believe that the essence of anxiety in regards to love, is the fear of leaving the safety of unhappiness to enter A world where we have to deal with ourselves and our truest expectations, no matter how unhealthy. A security blanket wrapped in a clinical diagnosis…

I don’t know which is worse, being loved fearfully, or the fact that I am closing in on the truth that someday, she will find her strength and leave me for what makes her happy.

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