This Is Me Maria

I’m afraid I’ll run away and abandon my family so that I can find my sanity.

I’m afraid I’ll swerve into on coming traffic.

I’m afraid that my urge to reproduce will cause me to seek out sperm elsewhere since there is none to be found here.

I’m afraid I’ll jump if I get to close to an edge.

I’m afraid I’ll speed up and smash into something, anything that is sure to end all of this hell.

I’m afraid that my husband is sick of me.