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I’m losing my faith in people. I won’t say humanity, but just people. People I know that say one thing and then turn around and do something completely different. I’d like to think that I’m still blindly optimistic, but I know I’m not. I’m losing my belief that people will actually do what they say they will.
I know that I’m not perfect, by all means. And I know that I change my mind a lot, but it doesn’t affect someone elses life (other than maybe my parents.. but they don’t really count). I wish I could say that I can trust someone to follow through on what they say they are going to do.
I know that I make it harder for Andrew, I’m constantly pushing him away. If I make it hard for him, I know that he either really wants to be with me, or one day he finally will be sick of my shit and leave me. Which what I fear. I constantly pick fights with him over stupid shit, and get this awful feeling in my stomach, and I know for sure he’s going to leave me. When he doesn’t, it’s instant relief, until the next time. Him being away for extended periods of time for work does not help me either.
