Something
You wrecked me when you stepped out
Cause you're the wounded healer
And you're supposed to stay
~ Watsky
I have high expectations for this summer, and yet I fear disappointment.
I also feel like I might die of excitement and nervousness and anticipation before this week is over.
This is the first time that I might meet people that I actually have things in common with
and then spend three weeks with them.
And what if they’re annoying? Or I say something dumb and they all think I’m dumb and hate me?
Worse, what if they love but I don’t return it?
What if I get close to someone and break their heart or hurt their feelings because I have no commitment and trust as well as control problems?