The scary thing about not wanting to care or think about something is getting used to that way of approach. It’s turns into a habit; one that molds itself into your personality so much so that when situations arise that demand an emotional reaction - you find yourself with none.

The scary thing about choosing not to feel and hence protected by the reasoning that if you did not care then you would not be affected is - you forget how — so much so that you often wish that there was a way to stab, crush or brutally disfigure that unfeeling heart in order to feel pain just so that you know it can.

The scary thing about neglect is that the more it’s encouraged, the deeper you dig your hole — so much so that when the time comes for you to be responsible, you realize that you can’t find your way back to the surface - not because you don’t want to, but because it’s too far away.

And by far, the scariest of them all is being acutely aware of said faults yet seeking no means to correct them; that what was once an innocent defense mechanism is now your first line scapegoat.