You’re not him… I know that. But it’s like try telling my anxiety that, try telling these intrusive thoughts I have. You’re not him… it’s been a month and you have done been so much better than he ever was. 

There’s fear creeping in the back of my mind, cause of his actions and all of his lies. Cause of the excuses he would always make so i automatically assume you’re doing the same. It’s not okay- I shouldn’t be comparing the two- you’re not him you are you. 

© Mary Kay Cunningham