The “it” here has me a bit stumped… or at least has slowed my start. Let me see, I’m afraid of getting hurt, disease, dying, people who I love getting hurt, getting a disease, or dying. So that’s pretty big, a pretty big set of fears. And during Covid, well I guess it’s obvious. So yeah. isn’t it obvious why I’m afraid of pain and dying? Isn’t everybody? Oh, this feels too morbid or unpleasant to be talking about in my journal. Still, it’s real and I didn’t realize that I had this fear before writing about it. It makes me think about my father who suffered for many years before passing away… and about the puppy that we are picking up from the vet hospital later today. I hate the sadness that comes from things like this!