I’m afraid of failing him.
I’m afraid of damaging him.
I’m afraid of not loving him.
I’m afraid of my coldness towards him.
I’m afraid of spending time together.
I’m afraid I’m going to break him.
I’m afraid his head will grow like mine, full off demons and self doubts.
I’m afraid I’m no good for him.
I’m afraid off it all, and I want to run away.
What a horrible selfish bitch of a mother I am.
I don’t deserve him, and he certainly deserves better than me.
Loopy x