I’m paralysed
By fear
Every time a stranger says something to me I rush to finish the interaction
Frozen by the fear of expectations I have never met
It’s just another meet and part
There was a nice lady on the bus who complimented my handmade cardigan and I laughed and said thank you and then ended the conversation
Full on I’m not engaging body language
It wasn’t until another person who I knew from the bus, another person I initially froze out, started the conversation that I had tried to end
That I joined in
Like there has to be an excuse for me to connect
It’s the fear of failure
The fear of getting used to having someone around
Again
And then just being alone
Again
People who say things like
I’m not going anywhere
And then just like that they’re gone
And again I know I did something to cause it
But I don’t know what because they always keep these shopping lists instead of saying what they’re actually upset about
So I have this ginormous list of transgressions
Of which I have none for them
This master list of all I’ve done wrong regardless of my intentions
Things don’t go right for me
You’d think people who know me would know I only try to do what I can to make things better
Sometimes for me
Usually for everyone else
And the sometimes for me should be fine because I suffer so damn much all the time
Right?
Right?
Someone would undoubtedly say
Just stop suffering
I wish it was that easy
To just not be sick
Or poor
Or depressed
Or anxious
I wish I could just will my cognition back
Maybe if I stopped doing things for me then I wouldn’t lose people
But the potential for a new relationship terrifies me
So many new possibilities for failure
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