A while back I suffered a loss... my bf died in my arms twice... i was demonized by his family who barely knew me... they thought I was responsible or withheld information to prevent him from being saved... i dealt with drs.. police... the only thing I did was try and save his life and I was treated like garbage. He was my best friend.. with little to no trust in my own family and no one to turn to i really fell all into him... he became my family.. when he died I didn’t know what to do.. now yrs later i met an amazing man, he’s more than I could ask for, but I now feel as though I come off as beyong clingy. I’m afraid of something happening to him too. I always want to do things with him like travel, do fun activities, be around him because Idk, I’ve learned you never know when your last day is your last... from his point of view I guess I’m just up his *** or looks like I just want to spend money but in reality I’m afraid of losing someone else I love... in the process I’ve lost myself. I don’t like going out with friends anymore. I don’t like drawing or writing or doing the things i used to... i just dont really know what to do...