Fearlessly Pursuing Life

Interesting name of a blog I chose back when I was young(er) and adventurous, and most of all, naïve.

I still am naïve. But at least I know it now. 

There's nothing fearless about my pursuit of life right now. Does this happen when you have responsibilities and commitments? Or is this a fundamental shift in my personality?

Fearful of losing my job. Fearful (arguably more so) of losing my hair. Fearful of having a child. Fearful of life without a child. Fearful of not taking my chance. Fearful of taking the risk. And fucking fearful of what people think of me. 

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