Seriously, I don’t know how it feels to be in love. I have labelled myself as “in a relationship” or precisely you can say, “I am in love”. And guess what, am feeling it is worst of thing. Suddenly, I am feeling to have so much expectations from someone. And I have started behaving like a typical girl. I am fighting for not calling me, for not giving me attention, when he is spending so much time with friends, when he is chatting with someone and not replying me. I am feeling dam insecure and more of it scared. After having in relationship, I don’t know what actually I want from someone. He is arguing with me saying that he thought I was different. And I am just like another girl. Aren’t girls want to be the most important part of someone’s life? And if they are, why it is not shown to them?
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hello hello breath in breath out !! one day one thing at a time.
actually you have already answered yourself..insecurity..think of what is making you insecure, and think of ways to get rid of it
Speaketh the wise one
But for once I agree with Rambler !
WELCOME RAMBLER!
Finally, get to hear from you
@BlueMist..so the parallel line do meet some times
@Purplepuppet..I was always here
Its almost a month since the last entry here…wondering if all is well. Be;ated Happy Birthday to you!
Frightening, isn’t it? The thing about love, is that suddenly you realize how much you have to lose, or at least it seems that way. Sill, it’s exhilarating. It’s like the fear you experience when riding a roller coaster or like when the ground suddenly falls out from beneath you. Free-falling, waiting to hit something. In hindsight, I guess it is not so unlike a bug that gets splattered on your windshield. I realize that’s not the most romantic metaphor, but I’ve been through a few windshields.
Perhaps I simply need to adjust my altitude.