In the end, i still need to come back.
the feeling of being insecure, doubtful, hollow, stressed says everything.
It's not i don't know what i wanna do.
It is that i don't dare to face the fact i'm afraid.
i have to admit. i miss the time when i really feel comfortable, confident, and free there.
the confidence wasn't about being so strong.
it was the feeling that i kept moving by stepping out the comfort zone again and again and naturally felt confident of yourself and free mentally.
i miss it and i need it so much.
there, i have nothing to lose.
here, i have everything to lose.
there, i don't care about anything or anyone else but me.
here, my heart is locked down to the loved ones and constantly worried and fear.
at the same time, i am constrained to feel myself, talk to myself, care of myself and do something for myself.