What are you afraid of? Are you afraid to be alone? Afraid to live alone? Or Are you afraid to be different and judge because you are different? Are you afraid to be blame for the crime you didn't commit? Or Are you afraid that one day, the one who supposed to love you, will loathe you for the things you cannot control? Because for me this isn't even scary. Not even a painful experience. It feels just like you are dying over and over again that you became numb. Anyways, welcome to my story.