I have a fear of losing my hair. A fear of opening the Pillsbury
crescent rolls cans. I fear of a seagull pooping on my head. I have a fear of
being awkward. I have a fear of the “hobo living in my basement”. I fear lady
gaga. But these fears are dumb ones. They
don’t mean anything. Even though they are some of my fears- I don’t REALLY fear
them.
The only things that I truly am fearful towards are
permanent, heart wrenching, scaring, life changes. This is the kind of fear
that I haven’t yet experienced- but that’s why I am so afraid. I fear of waking
up one day finding out my dad passed away. I fear of receiving the news that
someone close to me committing suicide. I fear natural disasters that destroy
everything I have and everything that I am. I fear not being happy in life-
being disappointed in myself. I have a fear of being abused- and being trapped.
I have a fear of being betrayed. I am
afraid of losing things I take for granted .I am not really afraid of seagull poop and Lady gaGa when I think about everything
that COULD go wrong in my future.
My fears protect me. I am grateful for my fears.
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