Fearless.
I grew up in a messed up family with parents who were too busy working and cheating on each other to take care of their own daughter. I was twelve when I caught my father cheating on my mother for the first time only to catch my mother on the couch with a man who wasn't my father a week later and while they both knew I caught them none of them had enough courage to talk about it. And of course over the years both my father and mother had many more affairs that I lost count but what is ironic to me is that even though each of them was aware of the other's infidelity, they never ended things for reasons still unknown to me till this day. And as a result of growing up in this environment, love was doomed to me. I spent so long convincing myself that there was no point in love because it's stupid and everyone cheats anyway but deep down I always knew that I was just scared of being like my parents since the apple doesn't fall far from the tree and all that. So,