Either everyone in my life is sick or my "love" went bad somehow; but how does "love go bad?" This doesn’t even seem to be my problem–but my therapist told me to go to CoDA anyway! How frustrating!! Am I some sort of "love drunk?" It is very hard to find an answer to this question!
How is it possible that anyone could ever "love too much" if love is such a good thing?
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