I Would Like An Answer

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Why is it that even if I know that my fear is irrational,

that the thing I'm scared of is small and harmless,

and after literal years have having to see it almost every single day,

I'm still terrified of it?

Why am I still scared when I know for an absolute fact it can't hurt me and that it wants nothing to do with me?

I know that it's stupid to be 100% in terror of it and that nobody else is afraid of it.

And yet I still get scared every time I see it.

Even though it's tiny, has no arms or legs, doesn't exactly have a mouth or a brain, and a squishy body with no protection.

What is wrong with me?

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