What it means to be me.
Sometimes I worry that I'm not everything she thought I was.
Sometimes I worry that my obvious susceptibility for depression and/or manic behavior (really high one week, really low the next) is slowly taking its toll on our relationship
Sometimes I worry when I reach out my hand for hers as we walk and it isn't there
Sometimes I worry that I'm not good enough
Sometimes I worry that I don't provide enough
Sometimes I worry that I will never be the same to her as her old friends... and that somehow it means I'm not enough (of course I support the need for 'other' friends)
Sometimes I worry that everything I've worked hard for in my life is merely a hobby or a distraction
Sometimes I worry when the house is too quiet... that it somehow means that she's giving up on me.
Sometimes I worry when she says that she's worried about me. Because the truth is, I worry about myself...
[And let me just say. I know she loves me. But I'm human]
Sometimes I worry that my obvious susceptibility for depression and/or manic behavior (really high one week, really low the next) is slowly taking its toll on our relationship
Sometimes I worry when I reach out my hand for hers as we walk and it isn't there
Sometimes I worry that I'm not good enough
Sometimes I worry that I don't provide enough
Sometimes I worry that I will never be the same to her as her old friends... and that somehow it means I'm not enough (of course I support the need for 'other' friends)
Sometimes I worry that everything I've worked hard for in my life is merely a hobby or a distraction
Sometimes I worry when the house is too quiet... that it somehow means that she's giving up on me.
Sometimes I worry when she says that she's worried about me. Because the truth is, I worry about myself...
[And let me just say. I know she loves me. But I'm human]