(Certain circumstances brought to light that line from Chbosky’s book.)
I always considered going blind as my greatest fear.
Now it’s changed.
I’m afraid that these important people wouldn’t want me in their lives anymore. I’m afraid that they have turned their backs on me.
I don’t want to be forgotten. I don’t want to be set aside. I wonder, is that too much too ask? It makes me doubt myself even more.
Am I not worth keeping? Am I somebody who can be easily replaced?
I am fervently hoping and praying that I’m not.
I don’t know if I’m just overreacting but it seems to me that this person I’ve known for almost 7 years now, is throwing me out of his/her life.