I fell in love, in 3 days. That’s the way it happens for me. I’ve been told it takes 6 months to really know someone but my shrink said you can tell everything you need to know about a person in 5 minutes so I’m confused.
I either like someone, which means I’m indifferent. Or I fall for them hard, and I mean I fall down like a deck of cards. This falling brings about the physical sensation equivalent of someone sticking a knife into my chest and cutting it open. I am immediately overwhelmed emotionally with the feeling of impending catastrophe. I get major anxiety and start having panic attacks where I can’t breathe. My chest hurts, my heart hurts, my soul hurts..then I get depressed and curl up into the fetal position and hope to sleep it all away.
Isn’t love supposed to make you happy? People usually talk about feeling euphoric, they bask in the sunlight and talk to angels. I hear the siren of an Ambulance coming I pull to the side of the road, waiting for it to pass…but the sirens keep get louder, and my heart starts pounding faster…….shit,I hope that ambulance is coming for me, because I am going to need it.
