Why am I so afraid of change? Why do I hold on to things?
Why am I so scared of just letting it all go?
Sometimes I am so petrified by fear I can’t even think anymore.
I cannot breathe, I cannot sleep.
I don’t remember who said it, but as stupid as it may seem the future is tomorrow’s today and the past is yesterday’s today.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful if I could live each day to its fullest, and do exactly what I want to do, say everything that I want to say, instead of holding back and hiding behind all the ifs, buts and maybes. Then all this stuff wouldn’t clutter up my mind and my life.
I envy people who are brave enough to live like that.
After all, what’s there to lose. For every loss, something else can be gained.
I just so *wish* that I wasn’t such a coward..