I have this problem where I become very attached to and possessive of certain people. Example:After going through cancer surgery and treatment, I returned to college. I signed up for this literature class at the last minute, not knowing anything about the professor. From the minute she walked into the class, I just knew this was someone I connected with. Even in the midst of severe depression where I didn't even get out of bed for class, I went to hers every time, and participated. She made me love reading all over again. Outside of class, she was always willing to listen to me, and didn't seem to care that I was too overcome with anxiety half the time to even express myself. She just listened. She would share with me some of the darkest times in her life where she cried every day. She said that she learned to turn everything that symbolized her pain into beauty by releasing it into a river one day. (wahhh I need to stop gushing now) Anyway, towards the end of the semester I felt the need (stupid me) to write her this really long e-mail thank you letter which pretty much spilled out my entire soul. By saying this I don't mean I confessed any deep lesbian desires or anything, because I'm not! Even though she is a dead ringer for my fave actress Nicole Kidman, but anyway...it's been 7 months since she hugged me goodbye and I left campus to take the semester off. I have not heard a word from her since. This is tormenting me. I am so afraid that I terrified this woman into thinking that I'm some obsessed-psycho-stalker-freak. I just got the impression that she really truly cared about me and understood me, but I'm beginning to think it was just wishful thinking on my part. I miss her so much, and sometimes I just cry because I have no one to turn to like I could to her. Did I do something wrong? I wish I wouldn't get myself into these kind of situations. Isn't it just better not too build relationships with people?? I think I'm just too much for people to handle with all of my quirks and complexities. I'm clearly just a burden. Moving onto the possessive aspect, I was talking to my old roommate who told me her friend lived with this professor as their nanny one summer. Let's just say I became insanely jealous, and instantly hated this girl. How sick and twisted is that????!! Is this type of thing something anyone else struggles with or am I just a complete freak??

Thanks for reading all of the gushiness, I just had to get it out...