Day Ten: One confession.
- I confess, I am afraid of people. I am afraid of loving too much, and not being loved in return. I am afraid of loving too little, and hurting someone. I am afraid of failing those I love. I am afraid of being judged not for who I am, but for who I am perceived to be. I am afraid of misunderstandings, of never being able to explain the truth — or of not being accepted because of that truth. I am afraid of angering someone special to me or mine, and being unable to work it out because society does not condition us to value discussion and openness — instead, people curl their hurts against them like precious kittens and murmur over their angers, rather than approaching the object of their offense and speaking with clear eyes and an open heart.