i'm scared i won't be able to have children someday like my mom always muses about.
i'm scared that i'll never find the right guy, and i'll have to resort to marrying the one who'll never give up, no matter how much i deny him.
i'm afraid that once my new friends really get to know me, they won't want to be friends with me anymore.
i'm terrified by the thought that this weight settling on my stomach, thighs, and lower back will never go away like i want it to, no matter what i do.
i'm afraid that my writing muse will dry up before its time and i'll never become a successful author like i've always wanted to