Paranoia stems from fear, I'm not in fear of anything, I'm at such peace currently...nothing really matters, even if such so called tragedy were to strike I have taken what measures I have in my power and trust the rest will provided. Fear was taken from me about 2 years ago, and my worst fears came to fruition bringing me to realize that fear is an illusion, A house of smoke and mirrors. It's been a journey, who would have thought losing everything would give you more than you could ever want?