Insecurity as a Cancer

No one would believe me if I say I am insecure. Unfortunately, I am...now. I loathe the feeling. I hope it's only because I am still fat after five months from giving birth. 

Here's the thing, I still stalk my partner's ex fiancees' FB page. I still check her old pictures which I already saw. Though I laugh at her stupidity as manifested by her grammatical errors on her status messages, I still end up entertaining this insecurity. If I am to assess it, it's already at stage 4. Benign. Whew!

It's in my full awareness that I have to work on this. First and foremost, Lemra and I undoubtedly love each other too much. I am so positive that we are inseparable. 

I think that's where I need to dwell on. Bow.