Fear
I was never really scared of death. If anyone was to ask me what my biggest fear was, I would usually just say growing up, or something usual, like insects. I never really realized that the fear of growing up, indirectly related to the fear of losing someone. Growing up, I never experienced death firsthand. I would hear about people who I was not close to, passing away, their families grieving. None of it affected me. I didn't know them, what's the point of crying over something that doesn't affect you. I've always lived in a very comfortable bubble. While my family is really big, I only ever grew up around a few of them. So anything that wasn't related to them, I didn't care about. This made my childhood a great one, what I didn't know was that everything good comes to an end. In this bubble of mine, I failed to realize that people close to me can die too. It's not always that one distant aunt or uncle, it can be anyone around you. I believe it was ...