I'm not okay. Anxiety is killing me and I know it's not even reasonable yet I can't stop it. Why is it doing this to me, why did it start? When did this start? I used to talk with or without my girlfriend (Friend back then) Carefree and I never even batted an eye if she was paying attention to someone else.
Now I can't stand it..
My anxiety shoots off to space when I see her voting on other art books, why do I do this to myself? I want to cry but I can't.
I want to keep her to myself, I don't want her to give those other artists her attention, and I know it's selfish and wrong to be like this. Yet I continue anyway because I don't know how to be any other way.
Why am I like this?