I overthink everything—like, it’s fine if I like them, but once they like me back, I start questioning everything. What if they don’t actually mean it? What if it’s just temporary? Maybe I’m not ready, or maybe I’m not good enough for them. I start pushing them away, even though deep down, I want to be close. It’s like the more they care, the more I panic, and I can’t help but pull back, even though I know I shouldn’t.