It might just be my biggest downfall.
January 21, 2009
I realized today that I attach myself to people. I feel that this might be why I only have a handful of “real” friends. Once someone talks to me–or I meet them for the first time, or they show me the slightest amount of kindness–I cling. I realize that this is a huge problem for a majority of the civilized world, but I do it no matter how much I attempt not to. I feel like this is something that can be linked back to my childhood (and if it can’t be, I’d like to say it can be so I have an explaination for my behavior). Either way, I tend to bother the people who will listen, over-interact with anyone who seems to enjoy my company, and drive all the people in my life out of their minds. I really wish I knew how to leave people alone more often, but when I find someone I enjoy because of their wonderful personality, or their knowledge, or their way of just brightening up my day, I try to talk to them as much as I can. I want to keep those people that I think are special as close as possible but I realize tht I later feel terrible for smothering them with my insecurity of having them leave me. This is something I should probably get over. Fast.
This has been a problem with The Boy.
The more he wanted to talk to me, the less I was interested in doing so.
It was suffocating.
He’s gotten a lot better. Thank god.