I’m scared, okay? I’m scared that one day you’re going to wake up and not love me anymore. I’m scared that you’re going to get sick of my craziness and my need for constant reassurance that you aren’t leaving me. I’m scared that you’re going to get fed up with my mood swings and my panic attacks and my uncontrollable fits of sadness. Most of all, I’m scared that you’re going to see me the way I see myself. Just please, please don’t leave me.
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