I fear the future.

It's as simple as that.

I'm afraid of who I might marry.

And what comes after that.

I'm afraid my children will see my scars, and believe that it is okay for them to do that.

Will I be a good mom?

Will my children love me?

Will my spouse love me, and never cheat?

Will I be a hard worker?

Or will all my jobs be easy?

There are to many fears to be feared.

A brave man once said,

"You'll fear your fears forever,

If you never do what you are afrad of."

So why am I so afraid.

I'm living life on this suspended rock.

Life moves on.

I'm always one step closer to the future I so fear.

Yet I'm still afraid.

Maybe this is a constant fear.

Maybe I'll constantly be afraid of what I cannot control.

Afraid of who will love me.

Afraid of how my kids will react when my scars become a topic of conversation.

But for now.

I'll keep on keeping on.

And live the life I am so afraid of living.