I’m so scared of having children and bringing them in to this world. I’m so scared that I will subject them to the same things that I’ve had to deal with in my family, and even though I love my family and I have been given a lot, some times having things doesn’t mean you’re rich. Some times, most of the time, all you really want is to feel like a family but in all honesty, I can’t tell you the last time I was around a family that real was what they called themselves. I can’t remember the last time I knew a family that genuinely liked each other all of the time, or even loved each other. I am so scared of having a child who will go through these same things, falling in love and being hurt. I am so scared that it will be as hard for them as it has for me and that all they will have is a blog to turn to when they’re scared or when they feeling like they’re slipping under. I’m scared that they won’t trust people and I’m scared that they will lead my life. I’m so scared of bringing children in to this place because I don’t want to be here myself. I don’t want to ruin innocence. I don’t want to become everything that ruined me.