just gonna say this: if someone has social anxiety and they ask you something akin to ‘are you mad at me’ or ‘do you hate me’, it isn’t because they don’t trust you, it’s because their brain literally tells them that all the time
it’s not a personal slight, it’s insecurity caused by mental illness
I want to tell you how much I love you.
|Me:||I wonder what music he listens to|
that random moment when you suddenly remember someone who is no longer in your life and it feels like a knife through the chest