Afraid of myself because myself is afraid of anything/anyone that can get close enough to notice things aren't super great with unicorns and pixie dust. I'm creating more space between me and other people because I'm pretty awful to deal with.
But in typical incoherent, jarring, anxiety induced fashion- instead of just creating space I may have just kicked someone off the island... The person who, just lately, often helped me challenge that "awful to deal with" notion. Somehow he'd manage to give this ridiculous metaphorical island, while we are at it, any color worth noting.

Ick. Just so much ick.