I hate the way I am. How I over think everything until I mentally believe that the people around me don't care for me at all. One little thing sets me off and it becomes more than it seems, where I have to be reminded about the good things. How the thoughts I have make me afraid of myself so I sit alone thinking of ways to destroy the thought itself. I'm afraid that I might hurt others in the near future because of the anger inside me, I worry I'll hurt my husband and kids when I have them, I'm worried I'll hurt my family and friends when they're the last thing I want to damage. There are days when I become angry and I hear the monster inside me scream and curse and destroy everything in it's path there are days when she comes out and she's hideous. I hear my conscious speaking of things I don't want to hear, the voices become louder and it distracts me from my daily life and I drown them out by sleeping so I can wake up to them again, I've heard these voices since childhood and they've become a nuisance and the worse part is that sometimes what they say is true. If you ask most people what they are afraid of they would answer something like death, snakes or spiders. But if you ask me I would tell you that I fear myself more than anything.