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So apparently, she and I were having stressful patches. Leslie and Amanda were sewing seeds of fucking doubt in my brain, well, they weren't sewing the seeds as much as pouring miracle grow on the tiny ones that exist in everyone's mind. She loves me. If I think about it for a minute, I know she does. I was getting a lot of flak from Amanda and Leslie about how Rebecca would be pushed away by my openness of feeling and how I'm either smothering her, becoming hard and unfulfilling to be with because I'm easy. I love her, she totally has me and there isn't a challenge to it kind of thing. While this is true it is also untrue. I love her, I am hers, but I know she is mine. And I can say that with confidence. More accurately, her heart is mine. And I trust her, to not unnecessarily wound mine. I hate how easily swayed I can be sometimes. I almost lost this girl because my sister and cousin wouldn't let something that they were wrong about go. I also, was slightly distant because I'm a little distracted from my stress but above all else right now, I care about this girl and look forward to every embrace.
It's going to work, but I have to not give into my, or anyone else's, fears.
It's going to work, but I have to not give into my, or anyone else's, fears.