Inevitably we must break ourselves to become stronger. The shattered soul is the first step to mending and reinforcement; glass-blown beauty hardening with time. Time is not a friend nor an enemy, it is a vehicle. You can have a four door, top down, power engine thrill ride or some 5 star safety rating minivan, choice is yours in a way, though that choice may take a lot of effort and upheaval depending on your mental/emotional equilibrium. Fear plays such a big part of this chrono dance; it has it’s hands at your hips and a grip of all the unmentionables.
But fear is everything in the end, fear leads to evolution, led to our species. Fear of danger, fear of stagnation, fear of weakness. What is humanity without the boogie woogies? What is our condition but a frightened child fighting in the darkness.