When I was a teenager, I have a distinct memory of being afraid of things inevitably going bad whenever things were going suspiciously well. As if life were a zero-sum game of happiness and sadness. I think, subconsciously, my attitude remained the same throughout the years, until one day I went out into the world, and realized that we live in a world of such abundant possibility.
I can’t even tell you exactly why but I feel it so strongly. I’m not into the woo-woo stuff, but at times life speaks louder than your reasons to fear. One must be humble enough to listen.