I am afraid of dying. When I was 17 or so, this thought kept coming back to me that I am going to die before I am 23. Now I am 32 and still alive, but I can’t stop thinking about death and dying. I can not fathom why I have to die. I don’t want to.
The second biggest fear in my life beside dying is the fear of loosing my dear ones. I can’t even think about it, let alone discuss it.
I was always tense. I had to prepare lectures, I was made head of department so there were added responsibilities, the timing of college was very uncomfortable
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