Crazy Thought in this Fear Filled World
So... something is going to kill you. Seriously. NOBODY gets out alive. NOBODY. You can die on your feet or on your knees. You can hide away from the world and your fellow man and try to subsist, just eke out survival or you can go out there and ACTUALLY LIVE.
When did FEAR become a virtue? You can either make death have to chase you down, or you can hide and wait for it to lay siege to your hideout; take you screaming and begging for one more pathetic second.
Either way, whining about how scared you are about life is just self-gratification.