Jenn & Winter

For once in my life someone looks at me without distaste. For once I feel like who I am is not some horrendous tragedy, as though I’m forever doomed to a life of solitude. She’s awesome beyond reason, craving my attention like bees to honey. I care for her so much and want her happiness, completely. I still fear how she’ll react when she sees me at my most depressed state, in the dead of Winter. Ahhhh Winter, complete with tears for little reason and emotions that go all over the place. What then? I know this fear doesn’t give her much credit, as her worth seems to be that that she’ll understand and accept my difficulties in Winter. But my fear remains, hidden on the back burner. It is of course my own self doubt, telling me that I’ll forever be doomed to a state of failure.