I am afraid of being found out.
I’m afraid that people won’t like me if they discover the real me.
I’m afraid that I’ll be judged lacking. That people will realize that I’m not normal.
I’m afraid I’ll be shunned.
And then, on good days, I think, “what’s the worst that could happen?” And I realize that it truly doesn’t matter.
I am who I am.
And someday I’ll discover myself.