pooping my pants in public
Not being able to even remotely communicate my thoughts into coherent sentences. not because I don't know how to but because my mind literally wont let me. going off the edge I would call it.
losing my daughter before I die<br />
me dieing before my daughter grows up<br />
going blind, <br />
going deaf,<br />
all my teeth falling out at once
I worry that I wil fail as a parent. I have these 2 wonderful boys that look up to me and need me to take care of their needs emotionally finacially mentally and spititually. If i dnt fulfil what i am to do as a mother i fear they wil lack in their adulthood. I want them to have love and laughter not saddnes or regrets. I worry ill let the 2 ppl that love me the most wil b let down. I love u bradley and david.
Loads of things, packs of rabid dogs, tigers, mobs of dissenting racists and fat fellas with psychotic disorders with shotguns. Where should i start?
Tarantulas scare the bejesus out of me.
Losing my mind.
The Dark <a href="http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/Write-Poetry/2722838" target="ep_blank">EP Link</a> "Stay in the light or you'll regret bumps in the night and the monsters you've met!"