life is an ocean.
which is ironic.
because i'm terrified of water.
and to some degree, i am afraid of life now.
afraid to take chances.
afraid to put myself on the line.
afraid of the rejection, humiliation, depression.
i don't want to be afraid.
but conquering your fears is always a bloody fight.
i've read over and over, "if you let fear stop you from love, you'll finish empty handed. "
i know this. but i also know that if i don't allow myself to love, i will remain stable.
which is more valuable?
which direction do i swim to escape this sea?
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