I swear I'm really not as emo as my posts make me out to be.
See, I always worry about letting people down. Right now, I'm specifically worried that I'm disappointing my folks by not hanging around with them more than once every few weeks. They know I'm busy -- usually with work -- but I could hear in Mom's voice (a few minutes ago when she called) that she's sad that, as she put it, time is always short. I really need to sort out when I can get out there Monday because it's her birthday and I know she misses me.
It's weird: I always have this sort of anxiety about getting together for things with my parents even though I love them, I have a good relationship with them and, once I'm with them, I really enjoy myself. I just have anxiety about setting the time aside. I feel like a horrible kid sometimes.
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