I try to picture Jamie and me breaking up. My first reaction is a shocking sense of relief; if Jamie and I broke up, it would mean that he wasn’t the great love of my life; I wouldn’t have to feel guilty anymore that I sometimes think about being with someone else, wondering if it would be better, maybe even perfect with him.
i have this deep fear that i'd never be any good in a relationship. i imagine myself feeling this way about anyone and no one at the same time. The whole being with someone and having to never think of 'what if it wasn't them', how do people do it? maybe i'm just as immature as Autumn.
