My guess is that everyone on here is afraid of something. Afraid of the future, afraid of consequences, etc. Right now I’m afraid of something everyone in life has to eventually go through – growing up.
Well I’m not really afraid, more like I’m TERRIFIED. My whole life there was someone to help me, even a little bit, and I always had another milestone I could postpone adulthood to. But now I’ve reached that point and now I’m on my own. I do and don’t want this moment to come. I do want to become independent and not under the stigma of my parents’ reputation and establish myself as a separate entity, but I don’t want to leave the comforts of home and having someone else guide me to the next step (I know I sound spoiled and I acknowledge now how lucky I am).
I’m in my nice warm bed and the alarm is going off. How many times can I press the snooze button before I actually have to get out of bed?
I guess it is true that you never fully appreciate what you have until it’s gone.