It is my personal opinion that the human race was made for a specific purpose, in all of its eccentrics and limits. In our loves, our moments of inextinguishable excitement, and moments of incontrollable tears. I think we are each given choices that make us who we are and that the choices are made with all the experiences we already have. We cannot think that we are invincible without a fear of defeat, nor think we are insignificant without fearing then when we are dead and dust no one will remember who we were or what we left behind. I do not fear that no one will remember me because I know that in all the years I am yet have and the ones I have already spent, there will be at least one person that looks back and remembers that one day I made a difference to them. I have, however, always feared other things on this world. I have a fear of abandonment. I am haunted by the idea that someone will ever go to bed crying because of something I did or said. Most of all though, I am tormented by the idea that one day I will be too afraid to stand up for someone who needs me. I am afraid of the fear that will inexorably strike me one day and I will be compressed into a shell of a being too scared to be true to the person I know that I am and strive to be. I don't need to be significant and I don't need to be invincible, I only need to live my life with the choices and paths of my own decisions, a route of my own construction. It makes me think about how we don't blame other people for our successes, but when a failure comes no one thinks to look into a mirror. I think that has something to do with human fear, we are afraid of the idea that we could be the ones that rolled a boulder into our own paths.
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