fear of death.
For many years i’ve been afraid of the most natural in this world, death. I don’t know why, i really don’t know why i should fill my head with unnessacery stuff that makes me totally crazy.
It comes in periods. Some days are good and some days are really bad. Even though i have good days, the word «death» always stays in the back of my head. I’ve learned how to handle my fear, i’ve learn my own metodes. It has worked. I think that, as long as I can do anything about it myself, that helps, then It’s good enough. I’ve learned to live with my fear. I have to live with it, because i don’t think it will ever go away. But i hope, of all my heart, that i can live normally.
There is one sentence that’s stuck in the back of my head. That really means something. And that sentence is:
You never live if you’re just too scared to die.
I want to live my life to the fullest without letting my fear ruin it.
Hope you liked this honest post. I think it made it a little bit better for myself to write it.
What is your fear?
What is your fear?
- Tonje