I’m too insecure to be in a relationship. I overthink. I get way too jealous. I assume the worst. I’m a mess. How could anyone deal with me when I can’t even deal with myself? I’ve been hurt so much and now I’m the jerk who hurts the absolutely most perfect girl. I’ve hurt her and she hasn’t done a thing to hurt me. I’m afraid I’ll push her away. I get so jealous. I get so crazy. I’m surprised I’ve been able to put it all aside. She’s beautiful. One of those girls who gets a lot of guys. I see guys checking her out, talking about her, and when they hit on her, I go crazy. I don’t understand why I feel the way I do. I don’t understand why I get so insecure. It eats away at me like acid. I don’t get how anyone could put up with me. But she does. She’s the reason I’ll fight through the endless thoughts, the jealousy, and overall insecurity. She’s definitely the one.