Love terrifies me, a constant shadow that looms over my heart, whispering doubts and fears. I find myself altering who I am, molding my identity to fit the expectations of others, all in a desperate attempt to be accepted. The weight of their opinions feels suffocating, and I often wonder if I’ve lost sight of my true self in the process. Each day becomes a struggle, as I grapple with the fear of rejection and the pain of not being enough. I don’t know how much longer I can endure this internal battle. The pressure to conform and the fear of vulnerability leave me feeling hollow, as if I’m merely a reflection of what others want to see. In moments of despair, I contemplate the darkness, wishing for an escape from this relentless cycle of anxiety and self-doubt. The thought of finding peace feels distant, and I fear that I may never truly feel free.