Mine

I'm not a jealous person by nature; I think I'm a bit possessive, though. What's mine is mine and hands off, please. Even as a kid, my mom was always telling me to share, share, Anna, please share! I was a bit of a selfish little girl, but I outgrew it. Never outgrew the borderline obsessive tendency to cling fiercely to what is mine, however. Maybe in a past life I had things taken away from me, so in this life, that's why I fixate on materials. Course, it's not just stuff - I get the same way about people. It's not right or correct or proper, and I know if I was on the receiving end, I might start to feel a bit suffocated - but I can't seem to help myself. I don't think I'm overly selfish anymore. I try give whatever I am able to give, to those less fortunate. I don't believe in not helping people study for exams (I knew a guy who would pretend he didn't know what was going on in class so he could weasel out of tutoring other people and then proceed to ace every exam. Jerk) and I'm always ready to lend a hand if I'm able to, to whatever legal shenanigan people ask me to participate in. Yet, I get so attached to people sometimes...it's very dangerous. To feel that connected to another person and not have your feelings reciprocated is very, very perilous to your health. You start to act crazy. You start to sound demanding and a little demented. You start needing to be reassured all the time. Now, it may sound nuts to talk about being possession of other people, but what I mean is - I just need to know where I stand with people. How important am I to you? Where do I rank in relation to other people? Yeah, it's kooky, I know, but I always have lists in mind. And possession is nine-tenths of the law, don't forget. What I'm trying to say, I guess, is I have bundles of issues. I think it might be linked to some dark aspects of my psyche, but too tired to contemplate those for now.

Final thought: Share!