You fear the unknown more than you dislike the hole you are in.
This is the crux of where so many of us find outselves at certain times, myself included.
During M my fear of W leaving was so strong I was paralyzed. I couldn't talk to her, I couldn't learn what she was seeking. I couldn't be supportive. Fear really digs in with teeth and nails and it doesn't let go. I didn't have the skills to work through it, or how to move forward despite it.
You know what it's like? The movie version of Harry Potter's The Sorcerer's Stone. When Hermione says that the plant will only kill you faster if you struggle and fight it. By relaxing, it loosens its grip, and you're free to pass.
Being more afraid of a potential future as opposed to a realistic present is insane when you stop to think about it. I'm going to try to keep this at the forfront of my mind as continue to confront all of my fears.
