Lose Control.

It's not vainity that keeps me afraid of growing old. I'm afaid that I'll be helpless, useless, weak. I'll simply be a burden to the family if they could be bothered to take care of me. But I don't want to have to rely on someone to take care of me. I'm young now and independent. I don't want to lose that because I start losing control of my bladder or keep forgeting things. Whenever I look at the old people in my family I can't help but notice the slow way they move and the grimace of pain that crosses their face as they move to stand or sit down. Screw wrinkles and hair colour, I don't care about that. But I can't help but believe that I'll only be half a person and I don't want that.
Faile Faile
18-21, F
Jul 7, 2007