We are living with our insecurity. About things, actions.
How can we live in the present if we dwell on our past, insecurities, and failures? Are we not making ourselves weak?

Our past is our teacher and, we can’t just sulk in it. We have to learn from it, so we are not repeating the same in our present.

Why do we have to live in the memories and get angry, waste sleepless nights? It is our insecurity. We have to fix it.

Socrates advised us about Know Thyself, but the world we are living in makes us ape from others. Our self is dead.