What a weird being
There're some questions which I've been trying to escape from. I know they're there, waiting to be answered. I think they ultimately stress me out.
Sometimes, I think I don't understand myself.
I thought I wanted something badly enough but not enough to fight for it. When my passion for it died off, I secretly celebrated the fact that I didn't do anything. Perhaps I will never meet something that I am willing to fight for. And I freak out at this thought.
posted by WSW at 2:11 PM
2 Comments:
To fight for the thing that you want may be right. But to oversee the whole situation and to weigh out each precarious consequences should be the way. Sometimes, it is NOT because you have no stand. But rather because you have more sense.
sometimes, it's just fear that you will fail and not get what you want despite fighting your best...
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