Thank you for staying up on those late nights talking to me about all of my anxious feelings.
You always tried to help out and make me feel better even though you struggled to find words to say. And honestly? You’ve always helped me.
You understood there wasn’t a cure and sat by me to help me cope with it and get through it.
There’s just so much to say, but you always help me through everything.
Now I feel like you’re distant, like I am pushing you away with my anxiety, but you say you will always be there. I feel like you’re sick of me, even though you aren’t. I feel guilt for venting to you, like if I vent too much you will be gone. I cannot imagine my life without you being there. I just can’t. I need you to be there and support me through it all. My anxiety makes me feel like I’m pushing you away, when really we’re closer than ever.
I love you to death and truly appreciate you putting up with me when times are rough for you also. There are those nights I stay up super late venting to you and then get afraid I’ve said too much or overwhelmed you.
You tell me to stop apologizing, but I can’t. I get anxious and can say nothing except, “I’m sorry.”
I always feel like my anxiety is pushing you away