“We have nothing to fear but fear itself.” -Churchill

I’m afraid that I will never be loved. I’m afraid that I am unlovable. I’m afraid that I will never go anywhere with this blessed, beautiful yet some times painful life of mine. I’m afraid that I will give someone my all again, just as I did in the past with someone I thought would love me for whatever forever is, and I will have nothing left to give when they walk out and they will…walk out, I mean. I’m afraid of being attached again but I can’t help but become just that when it comes to you, you, you, you, you, you, you and you. All of these irrational yet completely rational fears stem from what has happened to me in my life, not to say that my life has been some kind of nightmare because it truly has not as compared the millions of other lives around me (I lead a normal life, to say the least. Normalcy however does not always bode contentment), it is me and myself and myself that has let these actions, reactions and words affect me so brutally and undeniably. As the great journalist, author, writer and human being Fulton Oursler said, “Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves - regret for the past and fear for the future.”