I can’t deal with this anymore, my mental process is well and truly screwed up. Am I going mad or is it separation anxiety?
I sit with some people for just a few hours and it feels like I’ve been sat with them for all my life and then when we separate I get massive bouts of anxiety, depression and sadness that I’m not with them!
It’s like I’m grieving for them every time we part, it’s either that or I’m turning into a love sick puppy and I’ve got separation anxiety!
What the actual fuck is going on in my brain that I’m thinking like that?
The feeling I have makes me think before I’m with them each time now. Am I going to feel like this again and do I want to see them again?
Talk about an oxymoron!
