Learning to Love through Facing Fears

The things I fear are vast and many but seeing as it is the obstacle in my way, the thing that most holds me back from loving(love of people, of God, of myself) and being loved, I am going to begin to list my fears, actualizing them into words,out of the confusing mist of internal feeling. Hopefully making them tangible and visible I can begin to deal with them with God's grace, finally putting some of the pain behind me.
*I fear not being good enough, for God, for friends, for family.
*I fear that in trying so hard to hide my failures I have/will ultimately repeat them.
*I fear not being liked, I know I am loved, but I have been taught that loving someone does not entail liking them.
*I fear being alone when it is dark, even when I am inside, and especially when I am outside.
*I fear my difficulty in opening up and strong sense of justice will turn everyone against me.
*I fear dying, not death, but the process of getting there.
*I fear dying before I can truly live.
*I fear abandonment.
*I fear women.
*I fear being completely vulnerable and open with my feelings and thoughts.
*I fear the woods, although I intensely long to walk alone in them, reveling in communion with God.
*I fear I sabotage the relationships I am in with the people I love so as not to be hurt due to the vulnerability that intimacy demands.
*I fear that it really is all my fault.
*I fear I will never find an outlet for the artistic desires burning inside of me.
*I fear I am barren.
*I fear having children on the grounds that I will be a discontented mother who takes out their misery on their children.
*I fear flies, and sharks, and flesh devouring bacteria.
*I fear that I am nothing but a dissapointment to all who get to know me.
*I fear in the end, I will be alone, unloved, unknown, and unheld.
*I fear physical touch, because a part of me thinks that it is a signing of a contract that limits me to be only good, to wear a mask of perfectness, but I do crave physical touch so much that my heart aches.
*I fear I will never do the things I was meant to do.
*I fear I will fade into nothingness in the hearts and minds of the people I love and those that say they love me.
*I fear my relationship with my husband will suffer the same fate as my parents'.
*I fear that I will be the woman that turns my husband into the man he never wanted to be.
*I fear I am already that which I despise becoming, that all these things are already true or quickly becoming a reality.