God, I’m afraid. I’m afraid of being replaced, forgotten, or left behind. Sometimes I question my worth, my place in people’s lives, and whether I truly matter to them. I notice every little change, overthink every silence, and compare myself to people who might never even see me as competition. I keep wondering if someone else could be better at everything I thought made me special. I wish I could stop seeing myself through the eyes of others. I wish I didn’t feel the need to question my appearance, my personality, or everything that makes me who I am just because I’m afraid of not being enough. God, I know I’m not supposed to measure my worth against someone else’s. But sometimes, I’m so afraid of being forgotten that I start losing sight of myself.