omg yes. yes. yes.
In the morning when my mom leaves for work I hug her hard and long and pray to God she comes home. I spent the day with a more-than-friend and I just didn't want him to leave so again many hugs and kisses and "Can't wait until next wednesday" (When we plan on seeing each other again)s. When he left I started freaking out but then he started texting me and I felt better.
I think in my case at least it stems from fear of abandonment. At least that's what I've been told by a pretty good psychologist.
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"I don't know what I'm looking for."
"Why not?"
"Because...because...I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn't be able to look for them."
"What, are you crazy?"
"It's a possibility I haven't ruled out yet,"
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