for a long time i was never scared of anything.
or at least i didn't think i was.
but then i got older. i read things and thought different things. and things happened that happened to me before. and suddenly, i was scared of everything
. . .of forgetting a day of my life
of waking up where i hadn't fallen asleep-not like sleep walking
not of the dark, but what's IN it
of being lost in the woods at night and not knowing what anything is
of being blind-like the lady in Wait Until Dark
of learning from a doctor that i'm dying
of losing everything that matters most to me
of not being able to forget something you need to
of being completely alone and not recovering from a seizure . . .
and that's not all. the list goes on and on. a handful of these i have actually experienced.
and i could never wish them upon my worst enemy.
not that i "wouldn't" wish it upon someone else, or that i "shouldn't", but that i couldn't ever.
The part about not being afraid and then getting older and becoming afraid- yesss
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