Because of them, I was on the run from alien invaders on my homeworld. When I had nothing to lose, all I wanted was to make my own life, figure things out on my own. I wanted to leave, because I didn't trust them. They didn't trust me either. They threatened me. They threatened my family. So, to escape, my only choice was to hunt them down before they got to me. I failed. They made me turn into a rat permanently, and left me on a tiny island with only other rats for company. I was thirteen. For two years, I fought for my survival against nature. As a rat.
It's more complicated than that. Like I said, it's a very long story, which I'll tell in full if you want. But to answer your question, you don't have the ability to fuck up my life that badly. So no, you shouldn't be afraid.