My worst fear is happiness.

And since I'm not much of a talker, I'll get straight to the point. I fear happiness because it doesn't last. And neither does sadness, that's true. But seriously, who would want sadness to remain forever? Yeah, you got it - no one.

If my case is still unclear to you, I will give you an example. We have got a child, and we have got his mother. Now the child loves his mother almost endlessly, yet he fears certain things about her. He is scared of her anger, her disappointment, and he is terrified that one day, she will be gone. Well, as you see, I am the child here and happiness is the mother. I love happiness so much, but I'm afraid it will someday fade. But at least the child doesn't know what awaits him after his mother dies. He can only guess. I, on the other hand, know that after happiness there is nothing but sorrow and pain.

So why be happy in the first place if my happiness will eventually come to an end? I have recently come to think that perpetual misery is much better than temporary joy. I mean, once you've got used to the feeling of desolation, you won't feel it anymore. However, when it comes to happiness you never get enough, and I believe that this makes it even more horrifying. It's like draining an ocean full of water and remaining thirsty nonetheless. Then you realize that the last drop you swallowed was but of vinegar, and that its bitter taste will linger until you find another ocean to drink.

That's it.