I am most afraid of being alone. Growing old by myself with no one to share a life with. I am afraid of never finding a man, who loves me for me. Who can celebrate my strengths and cherish my flaws. I am afraid of never falling in love again ... that first love, romance on fire, love of my life kind of love. This fear consumed me for years in the past. And while it's currently at bay, it rears it's ugly head again from time to time. It's a demon I cannot shake ... cannot rid myself of. And I am curious to see [with time] what the future has in store for me.
I feel the same way about being alone, it's a scary thing to think about.
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