Understanding Me

I don’t know if I am being narcissistic for thinking of this. I just felt the need that I really need to have to understand myself more for me to conquer my fears. There are things I couldn’t understand. For example, as a lawyer I should now be stronger. My character, fearless. But no. I am still the fragile person always thinking about how to take refuge from the stresses of work, from the pain that comes with this life.
There is still so much to know about me. Can I still indulge on myself when the world needs to be taken cared of, when the universe needs to be discovered and explored? I am a nano-molecule in this universe. I am a nano-molecule trying to understand itself against a gazillion, ad infinitum.