What are my fears?…
That’s a good question. I have never been one to dwell on my fears because if I did I would end up in the midst of an anxiety attack. In the past, I have feared failure but it’s only failure if you expect everything to go as you planned. That is naive, life is unpredictable and when if it wasn’t then that would be worse.
At this point in my life, my only fear is being overlooked by the ones who mean the most to me. My fear is being alone for the rest of my life. My fears haunt me in the middle of the night when there is no one to comfort me. I know I can be irrational and overreact but I am nothing without those who keep me grounded. They are my strength during my darkest days and they don’t even know it. I fear losing my support system…again.