In response to Daily Prompt, Fright Night.
I fear dissapointing the ones I love the most, especially the man in my life.
It is an unhealthy fear that I am steadily making progress on. I used to sacrifice my own needs to some extent to avoid disappointing him.
Now I try to find a balance. There will be times when he wants something I’m not willing to give in that moment, so I do my own thing. But there are other times when he wants something of me and I embrace the moment.
I still don’t like to be the source of his disappointment, but I can handle it better now.