This is how it goes.
I meet a person. Show affection to that person. Build up feelings for that person. Prioritize the person in everything. Cry from the thoughts of that person dying.
Then it goes like this.
Over thinking. Expectations get so high from the low. Expect the person to genuinely care as much as I do. Expect that person to call when said to call. The person doesn't call. Expect that person to so much be the fiction character. Over thinking retakes place.
At last.
Feel like I hurt the person. Stay away from the person. The person truly gets hurt that I'm pushing away. The person thinks I do not care or love. The person thinks I'm disrespecting. I pain. I over think.
My expectations murder my wellbeing, break my mentality.
I stay locked in my room. Shovel myself in between my books, my cats.
And this is how I save people from this person. Me.
*Neuroticism intensifies