Art journal

the prompt: what are you afraid of? really afraid of?
i'm afraid:
i will turn into a shapeless dumpling
of the day i won't be able to go out walking in the woods
the meds won't work
i will never be loved that way again
i will never love that way again
i've fallen off the pedestal he put me on years ago
i will hide behind khakis, loafers, my address, his income
i will be silenced
people will discover i'm not so smart after all
i'll stop sharing the truth of who i am
i'm a fool for sharing the truth of who i am
i'll be forgotten by people i want to remember me
i'll never again be held just for the sake of being held
i'll never be able to support myself
i've lost my faith
i will never see you again
and never get over it
i'll travel to the end of my life still hungry
with no one to hold my hand.
What are you afraid of?
May 4, 2008


Reader Comments (14)
I've had a rough ride the past months due to medical issues involving my s/o, with an ever growing no-show list of people I considered to be friends.
Funny how this sounded like a prayer. The cadence maybe?
and impy is a good friend--even to those she's never met. : )
and yes, losing my husband or children would empty me-- for this prompt though, i didn't write about the big fears that are easy to express (and admit) but looked for the ones i had trouble acknowledging, even to myself. it made me cry. and it made me glad i'd done it.
I am also afraid of crashing. It's a panic attack like thing I have going on. I get in the car and imagine every single bad thing that could happen, and what I would do in the situation...right down to the funeral...yes, I probably do need mental help ;-0
I fear dying young, and leaving my children in the world without me. That has become my biggest fear.
:)
You are a brave woman.