Of course you are going to worry, and when you’ll have none left, you are gonna go to your life bank and borrow some more worries. It’s only natural, you should fill up your heart with that much worry as you can carry, maybe more. I want you to get yourself tired and feel as all your bones are broken, to hear your soul saying “what the fuck!”. Yes, worry, I want you to scream at yourself and scare the darkness inside you, give some of your worries to your darkness, see how it feels, let it see what it’s like to worry all the time and if your darkness still wants to live inside you, worry again, until the worry itself will just let your heart be. Who wants worries? Share them with your troubles and feel them leaving your heart and mind alone. Worry hard and long until you just drop almost dead on the ground, fuck them all and all should run away from you.
There is no excellence in feeling pain, the excellence is in getting yourself out of it with your conscience clean, your heart kind and your mind smart enough to clean you worries to come.
Ask God, an angel, yourself or whoever holds Love, to give you a helping hand, all of them understand Love and they will help you. Go nowhere, stay with your worries until you’re ready to cry, and if you can cry, let it all out.

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Roberto Palu