All superheroes have weaknesses that can cripple them. Like Superman’s kryptonite, my clingy insecurity in my relationship five years ago brought me to my knees.
When I met Crystal, I fell head over heels instantly. She gave me just enough to show she was interested. But not enough to show that she was as invested as I was in our relationship.
The mixed signals drove me crazy.
Weeks turned into months.
I found myself addicted to thoughts of her and ways to keep her interested in me. At work, I struggled to focus. I would freak out if she didn’t respond to my text messages within a few hours. I would look up what to text her. I’d even buy “How to be Funny and Keep Her Interested” types of books and devour them.
I would hang out at places I knew she frequented in hopes of “accidentally” running into her.
I was starving for love.