Because the only thing that is constant is change.
How does it feel like if there are multiple personalities living within you? Is it really a endless battle against yourself?
Even without such a mental disorder, we're constantly fighting with ourselves, isn't it?
Fighting against our thinking, our feelings, our expectations, our pride. Yet, it is a definite thing that we won't be able to figure out who we exactly are, what we exactly want.
Do I like you or do I just like you being beside me? Am I being selfish if I give you what you want on the surface yet not giving you what you want? Do I dislike you or do I dislike the way I act around you?
There lives a devil inside everyone. And my devil seems to grow stronger and stronger as I get older and see more things. Maybe, one day, the devil will be me.
Because I'm starting to think, why try so hard to be good when it feels good to be bad?
I dislike change. I'm afraid of change. But I can't avoid change. Maybe it's better to embrace change.