I fear my weakness, because it makes me vulnerable.
I fear how needy I am. I am desperate for love and comfort and validation from outside.
I am afraid of how mean and petty I can be, because I hurt people.
I am afraid of my greed and selfishness, because they disappoint me.
I am terrified by the black sludge of anger and resentment that resides in me. I fear it will erupt and burn everything around me.
I fear my strength, because it isolates me.
I am afraid of my laziness and complacency, because I don't want to disappoint.
I fear my awkwardness and lack of social skills, because they lead to loneliness.
I fear the voice in my head, because she sees all I do, and calls everything a failure.