What were you most afraid of when you were younger? Do you still have that fear?

In childhood, it was the boogeyman under the bed. Now, it's the fear of unfulfilled potential, lurking in the corners of adulthood, urging me to strive for more.

Back then, it was thunderstorms. Now, it's the storms within my own mind and doubts.

I dreaded failure as a child, fearing disappointment. Now, it's the fear of settling for mediocrity, a constant push to surpass my own expectations and embrace growth.

Back then, it was the fear of heights. Now, it's the fear of never reaching the heights of my potential, a relentless pursuit of self-discovery and continuous self-improvement.

Darkness. Now, it's the unknown.

Fear of rejection haunted me in youth. Today, it's the fear of not living authentically, masked by societal expectations, that keeps me awake at night.

Spiders used to terrify me. Now, it's the web of responsibilities adulthood brings.

In childhood, the fear of ghosts lingered. Today, it's the fear of fading into obscurity, motivating me to leave an imprint on the world and be remembered for something meaningful.

As a youngster, I feared being lost. Now, it's the fear of losing oneself in the chaos of life's demands, struggling to stay true to one's essence.

Monsters. Now, it's rejection.

Back then, it was the dark. Now, it's the fear of losing the light within, succumbing to life's pressures, and forgetting the dreams that once illuminated my path.

As a youngster, the fear of the dark was palpable. Now, it's the fear of losing sight of my own dreams, navigating adulthood's complexities while holding onto the light of my aspirations.