Choosing Love Over Fear
Ah, there it is. I was wondering when it would rear its ugly head. My fear of abandonment. The overwhelming waves of anticipation saying,
"This will be like last time."
"Once they see the unlovable parts of you, they'll cheat or leave."
"Give it a few months and they'll change like he did."
"Why would anyone make you a priority?"
"This can't be real, no one could care about you this much. It's a trap."
My mind echos the hurt, the betrayal, the distance I've experienced. Desperately trying to protect me from potential anguish.
But I can't listen to it. Because if I do, I'll never get to see if it's real. If it's all that I've longed for.
Loving again is scary. But the idea of letting my fears push away someone I care about, want to grow with, and cherish in the way they deserve is even scarier.
