fears

I fear of being alone for the rest of my life.
I fear being stuck for the rest of my life, never having a back door-escape.
I'm afraid that I am too complicated and intimidating to be loved.
I fear picking a career path that screws me over.
I am afraid of being the most open person I know, and I fear that my openness is the least attractive thing about me.
I am afraid of marrying someone less driven and spiritually verbose than me, and what that will feel like.
I am afraid that if I have a child with special needs, I will be a terrible parent.
I'm afraid of what it will feel like to be out on my own.
I'm afraid of giving birth.
I fear May 19th.
I'm afraid to tell people to read this blog.

For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father."
Romans 8:15

We must travel in the direction of our fear...