…Being eighteen years old, not many people are thinking about their extended futures, life as a married person, starting a family, having a steady and stable relationship with the person that you (hopefully) want to spend the rest of your life with.. But me on the other hand, I take all of that into serious consideration when I do the things that I do. I’m so afraid that everyone I encounter is going to find fault in me, find me unsuitable to be the mother of their child and the person they proudly bring home to their parents. I’m afraid to be the one left to deal with the entirety and stress that is put upon a you when you begin to care for another living, breathing, changing person.
jhbdfjhgbaj, just thoughts..