Things get good and you find the eject button.
Here's the messed up part: you KNOW it's good. You know they're good. You know you could be happy. And that's exactly when your brain goes "nah this feels too safe, let's detonate it." You start fights. You pull away. You find the one tiny flaw and magnify it until it's all you see. You're not afraid of bad relationships — you're afraid of good ones. Because good ones mean vulnerability and vulnerability means someone could actually hurt you for real. So you hurt yourself first. Preemptive strike. The cruelest part? You always realize what you had about 3 weeks after you've destroyed it.
Get your read — free on iPhoneyou don't fear love failing. you fear it working. because then you'd have something real to lose and that's the scariest thing alive.