[101] Fear

She had turned into the thing she despised. Airheadedness. Vanity. Superficial. She was becoming self-centred and self-destructive. Retreating back into the old shell.

She was being bound by fear again. Fear of change. Fear of loss. Just… fear.

Too many unknown factors. The hand she had clung onto tightly… she took it for granted. It was easy to forget the person on the other end was a human being just as complex as she was. So hard to see beyond the superficialities.

If she reached out for her dreams and left him behind… the guilt tore at her. Selfish, vain child!