Anxious Attachment

The message has been read for nineteen minutes  -  and a trapdoor just opened in your chest.None of it is in the phone. All of it is in you. But it doesn't feel like you. It feels like news: they're pulling away, you said too much, you've ruined it again. If a slow reply can hijack your whole evening, if you love with one eye always on the door, if you reach and test and over-give and then drown i...