Many years ago I had a serious fear of abandonment.

It would often show up as me feeling concerned that people were mad at me, for no particular reason.

Which meant I had done something bad and would result in being left.

And when my mom died it obviously amplified much of those feelings.

I had this deep hurt inside that felt as if I had done something wrong, otherwise: my mom wouldn’t have died.

Not logical at all, but feelings aren’t logical.

The anxiety around others I cared about suddenly leaving me started to show up as an energy of chasing, insecurity, and distraction.

I mostly experienced this in friendships.

But, I know countless people, mostly women, who sit by the phone obsessing over a love interest calling or texting them.

You could read about attachment styles, rehash years or lifetimes of trauma but thankfully none of that is really necessary.

The crux of it is that if you are chasing people, wondering if they like you, anxiously awaiting their reply and...