Friday, May 9, 2025
conversation
Hey, I feel myself
Pulling away from
You.
Uh Oh Again?
Do you have a minute
To talk about it?
Of course
You know, I’m doing that
Thing, I start imagining
Scenarios in the future
Where we struggle.
I’m sorry, I know
That’s hard for you
I get that it’s anxiety…
Relationship anxiety, or
Whatever type.
And I get that we will
Struggle a little, and
That’s fine
Sure, everyone does.
But the scenarios are becoming
Exaggerated and overwhelming.
Is that why you’re
Sleeping poorly ?
Yeah.
It’s the same old panic.
Is this situation right for me?
Am I giving up
Some essential part of
Myself? Am I wasting
My days and energy and time?
Honey.
I don’t think those things
About you. Not really.
I Know.
It’s a mental illness. A disorder.
I Know
My body feels it and
Follows suit – away from you.
I Know
I just get lost in this space
Of, like, unlimited potential.
Like, many choices still
Open to me. Because if I
Haven’t chosen, then I can’t
Have chosen wrongly.
It’s more comfortable
And safe there, without commitment.
People, work, places, whatever.
But that place is death,
Actually.
To an extent.
To stay there is
Death.
Yes.
I remind myself I have already
Chosen, and that helps a little.
There’s no need to overthink this.
You have chosen a person, a life,
A direction. Release yourself from
The burden of wondering. You,
Who are prone to rumination.
You are strong and capable, and focus
On what’s in front of you.
My darling.
But I still do pull away.
I feel it.
Talking brings me back.
Your voice will always
Bring me back.
I’m glad
I’m sorry, I know this is
never easy to hear.
No, but we can
Handle it.
We can handle it.
We can handle it.
Iamsitting
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