Not so Scary

Im finally back at home after my first full year of university. It wasn't as scary as I thought it might be, but in the end nothing ever is, is it? You work up your nerves before the big speech and feel like you may puke out your guts. But while you're up there the words flow off the tongue and you sound like you may have actually rehearsed what you're saying. You look at the roller coaster with the vertical drop and imagine the number of people who must have flown off that thing and tell your friends you'll never risk your life on it; 10 minutes later you're experiencing the craziest feeling of weightlessness, but the strangest thing is that you love it. You date someone with the knowledge that it will only end one of two ways: separation or commitment. You're terrified of both, but we all know which we'd prefer. But say you know the dumping is coming; you're scared of the pain that's about to hit, but once it's over you realize that being single was never bad before getting into a relationship, so why does it feel so foreboding? The only thing I can think of that is scary not only to think of but if it actually happened is any plot of any horror movie ever. But those are just the output of overactive imaginations, right?

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