Having friends is hard
Having a friend is hard
She’s gone quiet and I’m trapped in this web of worrying if she’s okay and worrying if I did something wrong
Always so worried I did something wrong
And, you know?
It’s probably nothing
But convince my body of that
Stomach aching, thoughts racing
I didn’t do anything right?
I didn’t
Did I?
What did I do?
Is she okay?
Sigh
Maybe I’m just not made to have friends anymore
I’m so sick of exposure therapy
Everything being exposure therapy
I’m anxious
I’m scared
I hate having something I don’t want to lose
She’s nice and cute and kind and I really really really don’t want to fuck up
But what if I already did?
And they’re thoughtless
“if it didn’t work out this time there will be others”
When?
For a few weeks again?
I want relationships
Not casual crap
I am so over thinking this
It’s gonna turn out that she was napping or something
Ugh but my “what if” brain is so loud
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Aren’t we underestimating her if we think we did something and now she won’t talk to us?
Oh good
Yeah, see, I made it all up in my head
Relief
And I tell myself every time it happens like
It’s gonna be nothing and you’re going to be like why did I waste all that energy being stressed?
But I get this one two punch from my brain and my body
My stomach aching
My thoughts racing
My ears ringing
Yelling at my brain becomes pointless
How can I convince my brain that these patterns it’s seen of people just dumping me are not necessarily true?
I want to be free from this curse
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