The problem with fear is those who need to fear, seem to have none. And those who could use a bit of courage seem to be engulfed in fear. Fear of the unknown and falsehood. Death is the greatest strength of fear, no one knows what is next so fear uses it as a weapon. You know why depression doesn't care about death, death and life becomes equal to it. That's why to a depressed person at the moment of end both choices look the same. Fear doesn't stop them by making them scare of hell. Life becomes hell to them. Fear is very funny, it only haunts the faintest of heart. And if it finds a brave heart, it scares it to the point the heart dies to live. But fear is also necessary, but to understand fear is a greater gift. You know how I said depression doesn't care about fear, so doesn't Love. Love can conquer any fear they say. You will walk through hell if it is love. But what if Love one day leaves all of us. Will fear win? You know another funny point to Depression, Death is Love to it. Is Love then equivalent to Death? Then who is good or bad. One cannot understand the other without one another. All those feelings and emotions inside this human body, how much do we know this being in this body. Sometimes a life time goes but we barely know this thing in us.