Sage, you have clearly expressed what I and lots of others wrestle with. I call it "Paranoid Kelli" coming out. When I'm not overwhelmed by that, I remember all the wonderful things that can be. I'm reminded of the lyrics to "The Rose"
Quote:

It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance.

It's the one that won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.

And the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong.

Just remember in the winter
For beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring, becomes a rose.


You are coming into the spring, and if you stop now, after what you have done, you will miss what might be.