when fear wants to get a hold on you again

fear is such an odd construct to me,

what do you mean – the brain can imagine every possible [bad] outcome?

i mean, yeah, it makes sense – fear wants to protect us from hurtful events

but why should there be something bad in every situation?

it just doesn’t make sense to me – how my brain always wants me to be cautious

annoying, but well, what can we do ? nothing really [besides accepting it]

today was an awful day,

one of those days on which i really couldn’t shake off fear

what do you mean, dear brain? why are you turning on me again?

[the future will come and therefore, everything will turn out as it should]

fuck this fear, it doesn’t have to end in an endless spiral again

or at least not in a downward one

i can’t save the whole world at once, one day at a time

we’re gonna be okay, better days will come around

life’s such a strange construct

one day, i feel as if happiness won’t ever come back to me,

then, four months later, i’m far away from home, my problems, my responsibilities

and then, suddenly, life has a purpose again;

in the end, everything in life’s just a huge blur of moments – let’s try to enjoy whatever comes around

written in thailand while waiting for the clock to turn to 00:00 to make a [birthday] wish