It’s been quiet around here lately. A few of you who are friends on other forms of social media know that we’ve been busy.
School has been busy. Work has taken on some more projects. And I met someone.
Having a romantic interest again after a very long stretch of time without it was a little terrifying as a concept, but in reality it was super easy. Because he was easy to talk to, easy to be with, easy to imagine tomorrow with.
Then, in the middle of a conversation, it was over.
There’s a little crack in my heart today.
There’s also a lot of static in my brain, which I’m going to try really hard to ignore.
I’m going to try not to over analyse my every move and word from the past couple of months. I’m going to try not to wonder about things I said. Things I did.
Yes, I did just repeat myself. My anxiety makes me over analyse everything. Or maybe my over analysis makes me anxious. Either way it’s how I’m wired. I pull the same things apart and look at it from a different angle to see if there’s anything I’ve missed. Anything I could or should have done differently.
I’m going to try really hard to let the Universe play out whatever plan it has, without worrying that I did something wrong. I’m going to try really hard not to cry. I’m going to try really hard to believe that the path I’m on is the path I’m meant to be on.
And I’m going to try really hard to fight my anxiety.