I am scared that no one likes me; that people will laugh at
me.
I am afraid that I don’t know what I’m doing; that I’m doing
it all wrong.
I’m afraid that I’m a horrible parent and that my children
will hate me or turn out horribly.
I’m afraid that I’ll fail.
I’m scared that no matter how hard I work, it will all fall
apart.
And yet, every day, I get up and try it all over again.
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