

I've always been called an over thinker, but last year someone told me it was just neurotic behaviour. I think he's right. I'd love to be able to just say what I think and express how I feel and know they won't leave me or get tired of me. To be free to worry and feel insecure without fear that they'll walk away. I feel so tired of making sure I say the right thing, trying to set the right mood, send the right image, and be lovable that I don't even know if I'm being myself. Because all I've learnt throughout each failure is that I think too much, that I'm the cause, that I'm a burden. So I learned to repress.
Which makes this dangerous territory to tread on. If I start dwelling too much on the ideal free speech - free love lifestyle, I'll forget that in reality, self-censorship is necessary for the survival of a relationship.
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