― Jorge Luis Borges
My Anxiety leaves me in shambles. I finally find the person I am meant to be with, only to feel that the last relationship has ruined me. I am so happy, but my demolished depression wants to knock on my window and remind me that its not too far off. As my Anxiety wants to welcome it back in. I don’t want to be this way.
I fill in my time by making myself preoccupied and I can recognize it very well. And I fear that this anxiousness will ruin something before it even lifts off the ground.
I hate breaking down in front of him. I hate my psychological upbringing mixed in a cocktail of peoples misunderstandings that just brings me to my knees.