so im scared. of lots of things. not the monster under my bed, but love,death, and life. you see my mom has had tons of relationships and she was " in love" well those didnt turn out so good. in fact they turned out bad. very very bad. and im scared to be torn like her. i dont want all that heart break so i dont let myself " fall in love". because im terrified. this one time my boyfriend like 5 months ago told me he loved me for the first time he loved me after a month of dating . i laughed and shook my head. he got kinda mad. but i wasnt ever going to say it back. and we broke up becuase i couldnt say it back. im scared death because im scared that i havent lived life to the fullest and im not even sure i know what that means. and i dont like life at home so i feel that im waisting eighteeen years of life living here. miserable. i need advice help!