there are times when i feel perfectly fine and happy. when i feel at love with myself and the world.

it's at times like these when i try to believe i'm at my strongest and most willing to fight my way through the world. however it's becoming clear to me that that is not real. that it's untrue. i'm not strong in that respect. i'm not brave, i try to push my way through them, through it, because i'm afraid.