The Ramblings of an Ornamental American

An update on Raymond's quest of life, liberty, and the pursuit of sandwiches.

Wednesday, August 27, 2003

Afraid I'm afraid of not doing what I set out to do because the person it involves is going through a really tough time. I should do what's right for me, but things are going so wrong for her and my first instinct is to do everything in my power to make things a little bit better for her. I'm afraid of new possibilities. I'm truly terrified of someone making me feel like The Girl did: unworthy, undeserving, and not good enough. I'm afraid to take chances even if there's the prospect of me being happier. I'm more frightened of the possibility of becoming sadder. Right now, I'm very confused and very scared.