To The Man In The Moon - No matter how much I think I can handle, anxiety likes to remind me I am not as strong or in control as I think I am. TWO in the last two days. The one last night hit me and I thought I was just feeling sick at first. Then the racing heart and fear hit me like a train. All this worrying and this uncertainty left the door open and anxiety slid right in. No matter how much I talk about it and write it out, this fear that I have, that I get about whether he is serious about him and I and what that means, or if he is still holding on to wanting something or someone else is taking its toll on me. I know what its like to love someone and not have the same goals. I have killed myself to make something work when the other person doesn't work at it at all. I can't do that again. I'm tired of hearing what an amazing person I am. Only to find I am not amazing enough to be love and cared for and wanted. Because if I am so fucking amazing and wonderful why is ...