As the school year came to an end, my fears of what I was going to do with my life multiplied. That's when I remembered that we all have fears we have to deal with. Every. Last. One of us. We all live in fear, whether it's a fear of the dark or of death. But I've always been a firm believer that art has the power to express those fears, and ultimately save us.
I asked my friends to be honest and open, telling them my biggest fear so they'd trust me with theirs. Maybe, somehow, seeing another person's fear in a physical sense will help others realize that we're all a little afraid of something, maybe even the same things. We're not alone in our fears.
So, what are you afraid of?
I'm afraid of what's in the dark when I'm alone. I'm afraid of the darkness that lurks in a person's soul.
I'm afraid of being stuck where I am. I want to leave, but I can't. I feel trapped, and it's all in my head, but I can't fight it.
My biggest fear is that I've built up this wall, to protect myself. People see me as the person I want them to see me as. I've spent all these years putting on a false face, and I'm afraid to come out from behind it.
I'm afraid of small spaces. Everything feels smaller than what it really is and I'm trapped. All I want to do is get out.
I'm not scared to die, a little scared of its pain. But mostly, I'm scared of those I love dieing. How do you go on when they aren't there?
