I am so uncertain right now. Why do I let my happiness revolve around someone else. This can’t be good. I have become obsessed with someone, I haven’t been in love in so long, that this feels weird to me- like an unnatural high. I’ve replaced one of my addictions with another. The more I find out about this person, the more worried I am, does it even make sense that I want to dive into his own world of hurt. Taking me thee will never leave me the same. Addiction pulls me in further.