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Why being clingy isn’t bad

The Best Friend once described me as “caring, compassionate, and clingy as fuck”. The last part is too true. I’m physically and emotionally attached to the point of getting too emotionally invested in other people.

Okay, when I say it like that, it sounds like a bad thing. I have been told several times that I need to stop letting others’ problems weigh me down, and I think I’m getting better at it, too. But there’s always going to be a part of me that’s overly caring.

I used to hate the word clingy. I felt it makes me look weak and pathetic and needy. Now, though, I wholeheartedly embrace it. Because I am clingy. I like being with the people I value the most, I like spending time with them and talking to them and listening to their problems. I like knowing that they’re there for me even when we can’t meet up (Peter Angelo, I’m talking to you). And most of all, I like showering them with affection. I like giving them thoughtful gifts and sending sweet texts and supporting them through their shit, because that’s how I show love.

If that’s clingy, then sign me the hell up.

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