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I am scared
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Sat Mar 18 2000 at 21:21:51
I am
frightened to death
, and I can't stand to admit it.
I fear being alone for the rest of my life.
I am scared
that I am just going to wind up fading into the grey.
I know
I am a romantic at heart
, but I know I can survive on my own.
I fear I will fail trying to live a life, in which I remain true to myself and independent, where a man isn't my destiny - but a choice.
I am scared to age physically, when men will stop flirting with me, and see me as being worth much less.
Will I become a pathetic hermit, similar to the main charchter in
Notes From the Underground
, aware, perceptive, and unloved?
I am scared that I will become a nuisance, or burden to my friends.
I am terrified that no one will ever look at me attentively, or lovingly again.
I fear that when I talk about my life, my experiences, my mistakes .. that they are only curious about my life because it is such a drama, and not because they
want to get to know who I am
.
I am scared that
I already had the great love of my life
, and that the rest will just be me pathetically hoping and dreaming, until I get so destroyed from constant slams in the face that I just become to tired to dream.
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I used to think I would wear my emotions on the outside my entire life, not giving a shit at all what anyone has ever thought about what they saw in or though about me. Then I hit 14. Funny how things change so quickly, and you learn to
conform
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And now, I see the whole universe I have built up to cover the inner me falling apart. A moment of weakness. A moment of trust in someone who didn't deserve it. My defense broken by a kiss. And then the flow of inner emotions that poured out of me and onto her. And she was overwhelmed. And then she was gone.
Once again, I am wondering if I will ever share myself with another human being, let them see the inner me. Can anyone truly handle it?
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