I’ve been living in a comfortable cocoon for years … too many years. It has made me feeble and week. But a cocoon exists for a reason. I have evolved and gotten out. Now I’m like a butterfly, high on life. Flying and fluttering, enjoying every minute. Sometimes I miss the warmth and the comfort. But we all have to leave the womb at some point. Living is painful. And there would be no joy without pain. No light without darkness. That’s just the way life is.
It’s both a struggle and a joyride. A chaotic roller-coaster.

You cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad

C. S. Lewis