The other day my dad had a conversation with me about marriage.
It was odd and out of the blue and I can’t stop thinking about it.
I don’t want to be the kind of person who says she doesn’t believe in love. That’s not true.
I know my parents love each other, and my siblings love me and I love them.
Romantic love exists but I think it’s a little scary. The only times I have seen people fall in love have been in movies, and I know that my life won’t be like that.
I think I’m scared of the future. I don’t want to get trapped. I want people to like me but I barely even like myself.
How am I going to do all the things adults are supposed to do? How am I supposed to enjoy life in the real world if I can’t stand my life now? In my sheltered home?
All I know is I am absolutely terrified. The future is scary and so is moving on and so is not knowing what to do or where to go.