That every relationship I will ever attempt will result in complete obliteration.
That I will never again find that girl who makes me gooey inside, smitten and deliciously helpless.
That the biggest drawing power of my life will be seen as nothing more than a handful of parlor tricks.
Or, just the opposite, that some kind of monster I create runs wildly out of control.
That my brothers will never get to experience the full beauty and potential that life has in store for them.
That all of my dreams and wishes come true.
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That I'm going to have to live in a world without my mother. And I'm not sure how that would work.
That I will never be a wife or mother.
That I might succeed at my career goals and still feel empty.
Spiders.
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