My biggest fear is giving up. More than I already have.
I still have some fight left in me.
I don’t fear spiders or heights but watching someone I know give up, slowly turning into a shell of what once was. That scared the shit out of me.
Not feeling like smiling or talking. Or even dying.
To have stories told of how great they were, the potential they held, and only seeing them as a fraction of this person. Dreams gone, backed into a corner.
My greatest fear is once again feeling nothing, that makes giving up so easy.