i don't like to share unless it's my idea.
i've always been like this.
when i was a child it was toys and ideas.
now it's people.
i'm happy to share friends for the most part.
sometimes it bothers me.
a friend dating another friend.
an ex friends with a close friend.
a close friend independently getting close with an old friend.
i think it's when the shared friendships happen outside of my existence.
i think maybe it makes me feel disposable.
afraid of being left out.
afraid of being second best.
thankfully these insecurities pass fairly quickly.
ahhh... human frailty.
i hate to admit it.