The most frightening thing to me, the thing that I fear the most. Well that would be myself. I know that may sound funny, but my over-analyzing head would be the downfall of me. If I were to be locked in a room with my greatest fear, it would be an empty room and I would be alone with no paper and pen, no computer to socialize and type my feelings, just me. That is my greatest fear.
I cannot stand myself when I cannot express myself.
If I had no one to talk to, no one to write to, no where to write or draw even; that is my greatest fear.
I thrive to feel needed and wanted and capable. If I were to be alone in a room with no one to care for or nothing to clean, and nothing to do, that is my greatest fear.