I am afraid at sixty-six.

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On April 23 I will turn 66, but because I do not face any health problem, or any collateral influence, suddenly fears arise that I cannot explain, and it is something that happens to me from today.

I worry about the years to come, and anguish takes over my heart and my thoughts, which create a state of true despair, and only I go out after finding some peace and inner quiet because these fears are embedded in the deepest part of my being.

They are: fear of falling into bed, fear of not being able to eat what I have always liked so much, fear of baldness that will come soon!

I'm afraid of my back bent, and the boy helping me cross the sidewalk by holding my hand.

I am afraid for the loss of vision and to lock myself in to see a darkness that I have always hated.

I feel fear for erectile dysfunction, which will give a hard blow to my pleasures, to my pride of man and my natural healing, and to my simple reaction to life.

Oh my God! These are cruel fears that are increasingly increasing, and I fear... until I go to see a specialist.

In the meantime, I remain assembling the theater that I feel extremely well of mind, and people believe me!

And the contradictory thing is that I don't fear death!But I have many fears for being close to 66!

God bless us.

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