Someone I know (very well) struggles with anxiety. Except it’s not general – it’s exacerbated by relationships – of the romantic kind. It reminds me of me – a very long time ago. Or maybe not so long ago – maybe even now. Sometimes, I think I know myself, but life’s tests make me take a different path than the one I thought I would take.
I must remember,
A boy is not my buoy.
Sorry, I couldn’t resist.