This fear just makes me sabotage every chance at a relationship that comes my way. Once I start actually liking a person, a terrible case of paranoia kicks in. Questioning their motives, their every move, dissecting their past; mind already set on the worst, expecting them to be only interested in me with the sole intention of using me.
I do believe in love, just that maybe it’s not for me. I do hope for the best, but always remember that nothing lasts, feelings change and people can just drop you once they get bored. This game of trying to decipher sincerity in people is just exhausting and a waste of time. I think I’d rather be in a relationship with my bed.