Anxious Relationships

Part 1: Anxiety - Morality

Okay. I've been sitting in my room all day, making sure there's nothing let for me to antagonize Thomas over, while listening to Evanescence.

I'm done, and I'm bored. And that's fine. Usually, I'd just stay here and find something else to do, or just do nothing. But lately, I've been getting this feeling . . . and thought that scares me. It seems as though I may, kinda want to . . . hang out with someone. I just want someone around. And I don't know why?! I was fine before . . . but I guess, with all those times Thomas forced me to be together with the others, I kinda got used to them and maybe except their presence.

So now I want someone around . . . ugh! I'm not proud of that, but there's nothing I can do, okay!? Man, I hate changes, especially unexpected ones, especially the ones I can't control. How many more of those are ahead? . . . Ah, whatever, they're unavoidable and completely normal . . . I'm sure . . .

 Who'd want to hang out with me anyways. Doesn't everyone actively work against me whenever we're together with Thomas? Especially Creativity, that prince. But actually, there is someone I can't bring myself to say a bad word against, probably because he never holds any malice against anyone - ever . . . not even me.

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I just finished making sure that Thomas was feeling a-okay, so I'm going to the kitchen for a snack. On my way out, I see Anxiety. He was leaning against the wall right next to my bedroom door, staring at his feet before he looked up. I think I saw biting his lip! But when we made eye contact, he looked panicky. For some reason, I am filled with glee, it's not often Anxiety and I get to spend time together!

"Hey buddy! Do you have something you want to talk about?" I tried to look as happy, open, and willing as possible. I really didn't want to miss a chance to talk with him.

" . . . Uh- I mean  . . I guess, not . . really?" He seemed pretty unsure.

"Well, I'm going to the kitchen for a snack, care to join me." Anxiety nodded, a bit slowly but I am so excited!!

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Morality poured two glasses of milk and took out a plate of cookies. "So, how was your day?"

" . . . Fine . . . I mean, not much happened . . ." Anxiety couldn't seem to remember why he was here. What was he thinking? He's not good with people, he's only good at making them worry. Heck, Patton's probably worried he's done something to upset Anxiety.

Anxiety looked tense and lost in his head. "Hey, Virgil, loosen up a bit. If something is bothering you, feel free to let it out. You know, there's nothing to worry about, since we'll work through it together, like we always do."

He was right. Thomas' issues usually had something to do with one of us, and then he'd sort it out patiently and with care.  And it's pretty fun hanging out with the others, except when they hate on me, which Patton never does . . . A tiny smile appeared on my face, "Thanks, sorry if I made you worry."

"No problem, kiddo!" I think I may have made a breakthrough, Morality thought to himself.

"Did you make these cookies yourself."

"Sure did, right this morning"

"They're one of the best I've ever had."

"Aww, thank you, that's so nice of you to say."

Getting uncomfortable. Might have went too far. I feel my face getting slightly red and I'm not entirely sure why. "W-well, I think I'd better go." My voice sounded weird.

"Aww! Okay, kiddo. It was nice spending time with you, we should do it more often!" 

So I'm out in the hall, I don't want to go back to my room and be . . . alone, but, I don't know where to go. It's true that I went to Patton for company, but when I felt the comfort I knew he'd provide, I kinda freaked out. I'm not used to that, okay! Getting along with others . . . having a sense that maybe the other person likes you and doesn't want your presence. It's like, what I want but . . . you know what they say 'if it seems too good to be true, it usually is' . . . But still, with Patton . . . maybe I will try to spend more time with him. I felt most accepted from him from the start, maybe then I can warm up to the others.

Despite all my nervousness, discomfort, and worrying, underneath it all, I still have a nice feeling of warmth. Thanks, Patton <3

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