"Jakob, I'm scared."

I stood by the stairs, my eyes wide with shock.

"Jakob, I don't feel like it anymore. I can't even eat this. Every time I look at food I just see fat, fat, and more fat. I will get fat I just know it. I guess I just have low self-esteem. Why can't a guy ever roll around my way that I actually like? I think I'm just scared of being hurt. I actually want someone to love me in my life.

Jakob, I'm scared."

In front of me sat one of the most beautiful girls that I know, blowing away every assumption I had about her.

I couldn't form words fast enough to comfort her, to help her calm down.

She slid down the stairs one by one.

I saw the inside of this exquisite girl, and I was absolutely terrified.

She was scared. Scared of her future. Scared of herself. I wanted to pick her up and just hold her until it all disappeared. I felt absolutely hopeless as this girl deteriorated in front of me.

I suppose we all have them. Those tiny thoughts that magnify themselves every time we look in a mirror. I heard people tell me that even the most confident people have periods of self doubt.

This made a lot of things sink in for me.

I don't know if I like them.

I'm scared too.