So I was surfing blogs this morning, in my 12-hour-disney-shift-plus-two-hour-ihop-shift stupor, and I made some lovely discoveries. One is A Yoga Coffee Outlook, which led me to ~
Now, it’s not like I haven’t heard the saying before, but every time I read it, it’s like a mental reminder NOT to get in too deep. I live in fear (okay, i’m not exactly ‘living in fear, but you get what I’m saying….) of being the one who cares more, of being the little dog who runs around saying, “pay attention to me! pay attention to me!” Guess I did that for a long time, and I’m on the lookout for old habits.
Now I seem to be in a cycle of:
- love love swoon
- feel nice and comfy
- worry about being a Clingy Girl
- try to make a conscious effort to step back
- flunk out of Stepping Back
- decide that it’s silly to play games, and I’d rather give in to LoveLoveSwoon and ComfyFeelings, regardless of the possibility of future hurt
Wow. I just wrote that out. I feel slightly neurotic. Please please please someone tell me that I’m not the only woman who does this.
Poor JohnnyFive. Your favorite female has issues.
I think I’ll go to work now, and consider tearing down this entire post. Sometimes I reveal too much of TheBethyBrain.