Fear Hasn't Helped Anyone Yet

​One day you stop being afraid of the cold. Any kind of cold. You just get warmer, and you move on.

And it becomes impossible to betray you or hurt you.
It all happens when you're afraid, and when you're not, it doesn't happen.
Because you've been through the worst of it, and you're not surprised by anything.

And you finally realize that life only starts when you're not afraid anymore.
Cold, heat, resentment, anger, loss, judgment, gossip, idiots, separation, loneliness, betrayal, even death.
Because fear hasn't helped anyone or anything yet.

It took half of the lives of all those who were afraid, but it didn't help.
The absence of fear opens your eyes to the fact that dissatisfaction is the problem of the dissatisfied, disappointment is the problem of the disappointed, criticizing is the problem of the critics.

It's got nothing to do with you.
Because it's either dialogue or "monologue" behind your back, away from you.

I refuse to be afraid, my friends.
I choose to live.