Fear keeps you in check. The fear of losing, dying.
Yet again I am free from it’s chains. But I never knew it as a good thing. The fear of death is like a safety rope, it keeps you in check, makes sure you don’t do anything stupid (Stupider then you would usually do). It makes you look both ways when you’re crossing the street.
However we’re never the ones who tie the rope around ourselves. Only others can. We merely.. make it.