So I meet a guy, and I’m sooo into him and surprisingly his
into me too. We talking for a while and the “serious” conversation comes up and
we talk about what we want.
The minute that conversation starts I get terrified. I realize
that I’m so full of fear its disgusting. I’m scared of commitment and at the
same time I’m scared he won’t commit. What the hell do I expect? Seriously? I manage
to self-destruct, beautifully if I might add. I do that often.
A day later I meet friends for coffee and one mentions a
fight she had with her boyfriend. She admits she’s terrified of losing him and
giving more love than she receives, since every other relationship ended that
way. He told her, because that is her fear, it will become her fate. He tells
her to let go of that, stop thinking, stop fearing. When you let go, you realize
that you CAN be happy. You are allowed to. We all are...
