My anxiety goes sky high if he’s gone too long. I’m okay with him going out and doing his own stuff, I’m the problem, though. I need to know where he’s going, and how long he’ll be gone for. If he’s not home by said time, I’m a mess. It’s unhealthy of me, I will talk to my counsellor about this. I’m too dependent on him. I need to not be. God I wish I was normal.