My fear is tomorrow. Not a month from now, or a year from now, just tomorrow. Always tomorrow. I think about what I will have to deal with the next day, what hoops I have to jump through, what whirling black depths will I have to climb my way out of. I am scared to face what will come next. When I finish a day I feel relief for a brief second and realize that just because something horrible didn't happen today doesn't mean it won't happen tomorrow. I live my life in fear of what is to come next.
