It haunts in the bright and dim. It is the shadow that cloaks me from the sun.
It is the mixture that brews my anxiety and depression. It speaks the voices that sabotage my dreams. It blinds me from the truth of what I can be.
I type these words not knowing how I'll feel or where I'll be this time tomorrow.
My fear is preparing me for the worst.
My positivity screams I can overcome this.
The career can soar above the quicksand. The family can slice through the darkness. My actions of love, compassion and generosity crush the very thing that is trying to consume me.
I can excel.
I can overcome.
My dreams are true.
Fuck the fear.