How do you not fear the passing of time?
Because I can’t seem to stop being afraid.
No matter how hard I try, the thought of time slipping by won’t leave me. The idea of growing up feels overwhelming. My mind is flooded with “what-ifs” and doubts that I can’t seem to shake.
As I stand on the edge of a big decision — an exam that feels like it will determine my entire future — I can’t help but wonder:
What if I don’t make it?
What if I fail?
What happens to me then?
Everyone else seems to have backup plans, a sense of direction. Me? I’m lost. I have no alternate route, no map for what happens next if things don’t go my way.
It feels like just yesterday I was stepping into 7th grade, anxious about the changes ahead. Now, I’m here, staring at an even bigger unknown — adulthood. Time has flown, and I don’t feel ready for what’s next.
I know I’m not alone in fearing the future. But the weight of uncertainty is heavy, and the thought of failure is suffocating. I can’t help but imagine the worst: all my hard work, all my late nights, amounting to nothing.
I’ve heard people say that failure doesn’t define you, that life is bigger than any one setback. I want to believe that. I want to trust that rejection isn’t the end. But fear keeps me frozen.
I lie awake at night, haunted by these thoughts. What if I don’t make it? What if I’m not enough?
Deep down, I know the answer is to keep going — to take small steps, even when I’m scared. Life is uncertain, but maybe that’s part of its beauty. Maybe it’s not about having it all figured out, but about finding strength in the unknown.
So, I’ll keep trying, even if I’m afraid. Because what if, instead of failing, I find a way to succeed? What if I don’t make it… but something better waits for me instead?