#21 Autophobia
I’m afraid of so many things it’s hard to pin down the worst one. Dentists. Water. Insects of any kind. Snakes. Spiders. All of these things terrify me. And I’d bet there are more that aren’t coming to mind right now.
Since I’m trying to pick one, I’m not going to use fear itself as my guide; I’ll pick the fear that would break me if it ever became my reality. The fear of being alone.
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Not physically alone. I'm used to spending a long time in solitude. But looking around on my death chair (I refuse to go out like an invalid!) and realizing no one there isn’t on the payroll? Yeah, no. That’s a hard pass.
I’ve spent my whole life dreaming of the day I’d find the right woman for me. The one who would make facing my worst fears worth every terrifying moment. You couldn’t pay me enough to make being alone for the rest of my life worth it.
Some things can’t be bought.
