I guess one could say that I’m scared.
1. I’m scared of loving and getting hurt.
There are few things I truly love in this life. Jesus, my mommy and daddy, my two sisters, my grandma, my best friend, music, and good food. Those are my true loves. I know that none of them would ever hurt me. There have been a couple of times in my life when a guy has shown real interest in me and I’ve turned him down due to the fear of being put in a vulnerable position. The single time I really, really liked a guy, he just lead me on and ended up making me feel like shit through many douche-y acts. The question that’s been asked millions of times before: is love worth all of the pain that will most likely spawn from it? Sure, everything is rosey and sugar-coated at the beginning, but what happens after the honeymoon phase subsides?
2. I’m scared of losing my independence.
I’m almost 19. I’ve never been one of those boy-crazed girls. Never really worried about relationships and all of that. But now that there’s another chance for me to get close to a guy, I’m scared of losing my independence. It’s not like I’m a promiscuous girl… that’s the last thing anyone would call me. I’m scared of losing the strength I have as an individual. Where I am now, I feel confident about myself and my abilities, and I’m so scared of putting myself in a position where someone could possibly make me doubt myself. Should I put that on the line just to possibly fall in love?
3. I’m scared of new things and the unknown. Like having a boyfriend.
New experiences are scary. The first time I went on a date, I thought I was going to hyperventilate. Starting a relationship with a guy is completely unknown territory for me. I wouldn’t know how to act, what to do. I’m scared of not always smelling good and not always being in peak physical condition. I’m scared of any guy touching me in a way that I haven't been touched before. I’m scared of having to play a part that I don’t know how to play, because all I can be is myself and myself is not a girlfriend. I try and justify the possibility of turning him down by telling myself that if it takes this much thought, it’s not meant to be. But not every romance begins with love at first sight. Not every couple started out on ideal terms. Yet… I don’t know what to do. The easy thing would be to simply continue doing what I’ve been doing my whole life – nothing. Or I could put everything on the line and just go for it.
I’m not even in love and I’ve just given up hours of sleep to write about it. This worries me. It scares me.
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