
I just had a panic attack, long time I hadn't suffer one, perhaps for months. I'm fine now but I feel so utterly stupid. It began because of a string of negative thoughts for not being brave enough to talk to someone... We are friends and yet sometimes I feel to scare to approach him, I'm so afraid that he may be thinking that I'm a nuisance and often I prefer him to take the first step. I know it's wrong and I want desmotrate him that I care, it's not fair for him to leave him it in that situation. If so many times he was brave enough to approach me is because he obviously likes me someway. Who would even bother to socialize with someone nasty? It's logical and it still haunts me so much... that idea that maybe one day he'll end up hating me because of my own negligence.
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