Girls are drama...just because I have a 'fear' of getting married doesn't mean I don't love who I'm dating. Or does it? I tend to analyze shit to death. Maybe that's a part of my anxiety/panic...I control everything I can :)
After saving the bug from the spider's web, I realized it was too late. I then felt guilty for making the bug suffer and for disrupting the natural cycle of life and taking the spider's meal away. Once I was certain the bug had died..I place 'it' back into the web and tried to carry on about my night. I ended up having to check on the situation and yep, the bug was gone and I assume the spider was full. I thought about that damn bug all.night.long. I really don't think anyone else would do that. I must have anxiety worse than everyone else in the world. I definitely feel that way when I'm in traffic. I look around at others, hoping to recognize the 'get me out of here look' but I have yet to find it. I truly feel so alone, though I read others blogs, I have myself convinced that I am worse.
Such is life. Already stressed about the drive to the hair salon, let alone sitting in the chair for a quick trim without being uncomfortable. Now I'm going to think about that bug again, oh and question if I'm dating the right guy now. Thanks 'friends'.
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