I’m scared. Over the past few years I have noticed a pretty significant change with myself: I’ve become a paranoid scaredy-cat.  I used to be afraid of nothing. Yep friends, let me repeat that, I used to be afraid of nothing. (I think I’ll always hate unnecessary and unexpected noises and sudden movements, and I’m not sure that has nor will ever change.) But now, I say I’m scared multiple times a day.  I can’t be alone in a house for too long even during the day, and the things I am scared about are stupid, like making a phone …