When I was little, I always feared loosing my favorite toy. I always thought of loosing it one day and I dreaded that moment. Then I grew up a little, and I started to fear loosing people. Then when I turned into a teenager, I started to fear loosing myself.
While I sat there being afraid of the worst case scenarios, I forgot to enjoy the best case scenarios.
I forgot to appreciate the time I had with my favorite toy, my favorite person and my favorite version of myself.
It's no way to live life. Being scared?
Screw that.
They say, "All the good things come to an end.".
We don't know when and it's something we cannot help.
But what you can do or change is how fast or how slow will it end.
So imagine this, will you be a brave mother and give your baby essence of nightshade to give him an easy death? Or will you sit there and watch him scream to death just to get a few more moments with him.
It's all going to be over one day. Either you're going to die soon and leave things undone or you'll live to sit on the porch with a glass of wine alone.
Either you're going to stand up and do something about the things you don't like or you'll be the stubborn idiot you are and not give a rat's ass about things.
Either you watch someone you love die or you die before they do and give them the pain you saved yourself.
Every relationship and friendship is going to end and it's going to hurt.
But the question my friend, is that Is it worth fighting for?
Is it?
