My anxiety is taking over.
It's telling me I'm not good enough for you.
It's making me terrified that every moment is going to be our last together.
It overthinks everything.
Making me terrified that you're going to cheat on me because there is so much better out that.
Everyone is better than me.
Out of all the people that want you, you chose me.
Why?
I'm not good enough.
I take every step cautiously, because what if the ground falls away from me.
You want firm feet, and mine are far from firm.
I can feel myself gradually self sabotaging.
I jump to the worst conclusions and then overthink it.
Berating myself for thinking that someone could actually listen to me.
Someone would actually care for me.
Love me.
