The Day

That day, that fucking day.
This sudden reminder, fucked me up. Hello fear, eat me. This fear is coming back alive and i fucking hate it. What. The. Fuck. Brain. How could you do this to me? This future unpleasant event is messed me up man.

But dearself, the beginning always the hardest. You dont familiar with the changes. Perhaps this fucked up may make you stronger than before. Make you be more wiser. Make you be you. Dont let it drown you.

I. Am. Afraid.
I know this fear is feeding me to change. Into something I didnt wanna be.