For one who falls in love and love with wild abandonment...I am commitment phobic..Ever since I was little I have hated to make decisions..for it meant that I had to stick to it through thick and thin..
Even deciding on a meal would take me forever..I can never decide..now I just go for dishes that I have had before for I know how they would taste..and stuff the deciding bits...and it's still hard..can never decide to have bun rieu or bun bo Hue..
I want to love...I want to feel love...but any hint of tying me down would make me run a mile away..I must have subconsciously knew that...for many a times I have told hubby during our going out phase...that if I want to bolt..hold on to me tight...
Years have gone by..and well the urge to run have grown and grown...I have tried to dampen it but to no avail...hubby know about it..he's trying to give me enough rope enough breathing space to keep me..it's the only way he knows to keep me from running...he needs to hold me at arm's length..he told me that last night...when I told him I wanted to leave...
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