What scares you the most? For me, it's the fear of exposure—of my carefully constructed facade shattering. The thought of the world discovering that I'm not who I pretend to be terrifies me. I'm not the Alexis everyone sees: the perfect student, the obedient daughter, the girl who always has it together. That image is a mask. Behind it, I'm just someone stumbling through life, unsure of what she wants, unable to even recognize herself in the mirror.
My life feels like a story someone else is writing. My parents, to be precise. They've scripted every chapter, and I'm just playing the role they assigned me—like an actor reciting lines in a play she never auditioned for. There's no room for edits, no chance to rewrite it.
Everything was decided before I even knew I had choices. And maybe that's the scariest part—realizing I never had a say in my own future.