I was under this misconception that courage feels like being the strongest person in the world.
Not sure why I thought that.
The times I’ve needed courage, being the strongest person in the world wouldn’t’ve mattered. In those situations there was no way out, no light at the end of the tunnel, no hope, no lifeline. There was no one left to help me. There was nothing left to do except walk into certain failure.
The times I’ve needed courage, what I felt was feeling was a combination of resignation, loneliness, uncertainty… and fear.