my biggest fear is to one day fall in love and grow into what my parents have become. what is better, being lonely but still finding happiness in the silence? or being with someone you once loved but only for the space that was once filled with love now filled with hatred? when going to sleep, I got used to my daily routine of putting my headphones on, locking my door, and trying to drown out the noise. I usually ponder about what life would be like if one of them left. would i be happier?