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I have been driving myself crazy lately. This long distance relationship is, well exactly what I bargained for. I am lucky to have a very patient, sweet guy who loves me, but at the same time I can't help but feel like I am driving him insane all the while I am slowly driving myself insane. He assures me that I am not, yet I cannot help but think that any rational person would be sick of my worrying by now. I know that i don't really have a whole lot to worry about, I just have minor panic attacks every now and again. I mainly worry about that fact that he could possibly stop loving me, or maybe even find someone else out there. I am just being restless and I know, and I feel bad, because I love him and don't want to give him anything else to have to deal with. After all, I'm not the one who just moved across the country to a completely foreign area with new people and a new job. I need buck up I suppose.