4: Upon coming to terms with that which I fear the most

Would I, could I welcome the notion of forever? To give everything up-- surprisingly something I did not find easy to do, even in the realm of imaginations and 'what ifs'.

There's no leaving. I've decided, I'm never leaving you.

I found a place in my head. A place between dreams and waking. A place vaguely familiar, similar, but darker, sinister.

That feeling at the pit of my stomach would not stop. I was alone.

It was me who'd been left behind.