My childhood was stolen and replaced by fear.

"If you want to do something, do it, but think about all those people who cares about you"

I've never realised.

I've never realised.

I've never realised.

I've never realised how much time I have left. Time is running out.

I don't know what's going to happen. I might lose everything, or I might gain something.

I might fail or I might not.

All of these possibilities.

I just need more time to untie these knots. I'm hanging on by a thread and the fear of failing is coming back even stronger.