  Many Factors of Fear I'm all out of words. There's much to write but words are sparse. I'm afraid. Afraid of beginning and not liking the ending. It's not like me to run from a challenge. But I fear.
It's out of the closet now. I have a certified "anxiety disorder. " Fear. Anxiety. Fear. Anxiety.
Is there a difference. Do I care. I have a disorder. A medical disorder that deserves medication. Paxil. One tiny tiny pill every night.
I always forget. How can that tiny of a pill do anything for me. I need bigger pills. Bigger pills for bigger problems. I have big fears. You name it.
Failure. Rejection. Commitment. Intimacy. Rejection. Am I so different.
Define normal. I have a disorder. 
