My greatest fear? It's not death.

Death is common. We all live and die. At some point. Some may reach their demise at their most unexpected time. Maybe on their youthful days or as they reach a certain point where they no longer feel their limbs. Bed-ridden. Stubborn white hairs covering their head. 

But my greatest fear? It is being alive while feeling dead.

That I cannot feel anything.
That I cannot find the joy to do the things I used to do.
That every morning waking up feels more like an obligation than a blessing.
That I have lost sight of the reason why I am alive.

Because I have to admit. I have lost already the glorious days of my youth where it is hard me for me to face everyday with courage like I used to have. It is a pain each day. Like I get stubs each day but can't feel anything at all.  

And I know you also do. It is not the end that we fear. It is the present that feels like the end.