6/27
I don’t know if I miss him because I just miss him or because I don’t know if he’s going to want me when he gets back. Some part of me keeps thinking that he’ll come back and realize that he could do so much better than me. I’m trying not to make this a big deal but for the next month I’ll just be dealing with images of him being carefree and happy and not even thinking about me. Meanwhile the only thing I have to do with myself is obsess. This just traps me in a vicious cycle of anxiety and worry and self doubt and I’m not sure how I’m going to get out of it. I don’t want to be so clingy and obsessive and I’m just trying to breathe and relax and breathe and breathe
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