ith unrealness
comes the mind games that I play with myself. Lately I've begun to
realize how truly distorted my perception of my own self-worth is.
There is no reason in the world why a successful, attractive, well-adjusted
man should not fall madly in love with me. In fact, there is every
reason why he should. I'm smart. I'm funny. I'm passionate.
I'm thoughtful. I'm creative. I'm an attentive lover (and I
like sex).
And yet, I always feel like people are trying to move as far away from
me as possible, as quickly as possible. I am always dumbfounded when
people express their appreciation or admiration for me. What's worse
is that when they provide reasons for their affection, I argue it with
them in my head. If you really knew me, you wouldn't like me nearly
as much.
So even though R has never been anything other than passionate and affectionate
when we're together, and even though he gushes over me when we talk on
the telephone, when a day or two have passed with no contact, I play out
entire scenarios in which he's somehow figured out my true nature (which
I have tried so hard to avoid showing him), and has pushed me out of his
heart completely. He has dumped me in my mind so many times, and
each time brings real tears.
And I do know how unhealthy this is. I pride myself on being very
self-aware. (FYI, R has never seen this neurotic side of me.
He knows that I have fears regarding our relationship, but I do not play
drama queen with him. I also pride myself on being VERY low maintenance).
Of course, the whole nature of this relationship is certainly a cause
for some of the unrest I feel. Where can it go?
But another part of me asks Why does it have to go anywhere? Why
can't we just love each other?
I know the answers. I just don't want to face them.