I have been worrying that constantly expecting the worst propagates some kind of self confirmation bias about my life in general (and I will be cursed forever and ever).
fomo makes us lose control over our own lives because we’re too busy grasping for moments that were never ours to begin with. we want to be so many things at once, to stand in every room, to live every version of ourselves at the same time. but we can’t—and maybe we’re not meant to.