I don't know why I'm like this...I attach bad/good memories to things and places and end up giving myself anxiety attacks. When I think of the college I'll be attending, I get upset because my ex was there but won't be there ever again.
When I think of Cowtails, I get upset because I want to buy some for him and mail them to him but can't because we're broken up and how stupid would it be to keep spending money on him?
And now I'm sort of afraid to see Wall-E tonight because we wanted to see it together. I'm actually thinking of avoiding it.
I wasn't always like this, I don't know what happened. Now I try to avoid anything that has a bad memory attached to it regarding my ex and it's just plain ridiculous.
God, I gotta find my damn Lexapro...
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"Under the hardness of her facade a woman's heart is still beating."