I thought that if I owned nothing, had nothing, was nothing, I would have nothing left to lose, and I would not be scared anymore.
Because my whole life I have been so scared. Scared to live because I was scared to die.
But at the same time I was so scared of living, so I wanted to die. Or maybe so scared of dying that I refused to live.
You don’t have to be afraid to fall, when you are already on the ground.
You don’t have to be scared to lose someone, when there’s no one around to lose.