Journal · Poems

My Fear is the Only Thing that Destroyed Me

The irony in this realization is what really caught my attention. How was it that the very thoughts I was thinking to protect myself were the thoughts that were destroying pieces and parts of me? The fear of making a mistake, the shame of being wrong, or the anxiety of making the right choice, all these things hold us back from being our true authentic self.

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