Ok, my first fear was that I would become pregnant with the next coming of Jesus Christ. I’m not kidding. I was so afraid that I would have to tell my parents that I was pregnant and no one would believe that I had not had sex out of wedlock. With a Catholic family, this idea was enough to make you sweat. I would sit my mom down and explain to her that she had to believe me if I ever told her that I was pregnant with Jesus. Realizing I could not be talked out of this, my mom would just agree to believe me to shut me up.