Scared

I am scared. Scared of falling. It doesn't matter what it is, I am scared.
If I am on top of a rock, I start to tremble so much that I am afraid to move, to jump across to the next rock. It means that I am afraid to trust people, I am afraid that they will drop me and I will fall to the ground. In my life, I haven't trusted too many people not to let me fall. I can count it on one hand. And surprisingly, there are a few people that I am surprised to make the list. There is one guy who I trust with anything and yet most days I absolutely hate him. But if he offers his hand, I know that he won't drop me. Its a little crazy who you trust and I am not sure why I trust him.