Family Silences
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  • Reads 374
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 4
  • Time 31m
Ongoing, First published Jan 30, 2020
Fear is defined as the feeling of anguish caused by the presence of a real or imaginary danger, but what kind of danger we fear the most? 

The fear of death, fear of being alone, to not fit in, to be rejected. The fear of airplanes, or losing the person that we love. what is the worst fear? 

No fear is worse than the other, we all have our, and we feel fear with extreme intensity. Pervades us throughout our body, causing the heart to speed up and the muscles to constrict, fear can drives us or paralyzes us. 

what was the first fear that you felt? That fear that left you without breath, and took you to the darkest places. The first fear can not forget, is marked on every fiber of the body. 
When we feel fear we can stand motionless, without know how to react, be so afraid that we become paralyzed and we can only stay to see how everything is destroyed in front of us. But sometimes, fear acts on us, leads us to use all of our sense of survival.
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Fear sometimes, many times, creep up my spine and settles into my skin. I fear so many things in life. Death, snakes, the dark, clown with eerie smiles, an uncomfortable silence and being watched without knowing. All these are things, however that grip my soul with minimum intensity. The one thing that gets a strong hold of me, that closes down and crushes the walls on me is... the feeling of being alone. Not just the absence of a person that loves me, not only the death of a loved one but the soul-jacking fear of my whole being that engulfs me even when I am in the midst of people. The fear of being abandoned, of being left behind, of not understood, of being enclosed in a bubble no one can burst. The fear of looking down at my hands and knowing no one will interlink with them, of having thoughts no one will hear, of gulping down panic because as much as I am here in the midst of people I know and love, no one will take a step forward to assure their presence. The fear of being alone.