Im afraid...

Has my life meaning at all? Or is it my brain who wants me to believe it. I really dont know, I am confused and scared at the same time. I am afraid that I will be the old me, I am afraid of many things. It is a long time since I was afraid to lose people. I hate and love to have it like this, I hate it for it makes me feel bad and I love it because I know that I care about some people in this world ... But the question is whether I mean the same for other people? this is what scares me the most ...