Afraid of Love

I still wonder if I even deserve to feel love. It feels as though my heart has forgotten how to embrace those around me, even my own parents. Their actions, their words—everything seems to clash with the fragile hopes I carry. I see it, I feel it, but I can't control it. The weight of my inadequacy looms over me like a shadow I cannot escape.

I’m afraid—terrified—of hurting the people I love, of shattering the trust they’ve placed in me. What if I’m not enough? What if all I’ll ever do is disappoint them?

Sometimes, they dream of things so grand, so unreachable, and I’m left behind, wondering if I’m destined to fail them. I wish I could give them the world they long for, but all I hold in my hands are empty promises and silent apologies.