Time seems to be the most ferocious "robber" in the world. It quietly takes away the youthful time that once belonged to you, leaving behind a series of regretful memories:
The carefree ambition that once wanted to travel all over the motherland;
A young and frivolous person who once wanted to achieve a great career;
I once wanted to pursue the ideals and beliefs of pure love...
You said you lost to reality, no! You have lost to yourself. You are afraid of change, of changing your current life trajectory, of losing, of losing your only remaining stability in this world. You are immersed in the safest self-comfort of staying the same, and are being unreal to yourself in what should be the best years.