FEAR who do you think you are
She thinks this is who she is
Fear is a domineering and obnoxious emotion.
She has a history of becoming violent.
The worst part is that
She frequently weaves fantasy and fact together.
However, you must develop your challenger skills.
the tales she feeds you.
You get to control your thoughts.
You can develop your ability to inquire.
whether or not
whatever she tells you
is accurate,
complete truth,
and nothing but the truth.
Given that you did the work
to increase self-awareness
and compassion for oneself,
when she exposes all your prior mistakes
You won't disintegrate in front of you.
because you are aware of your flaws...
AND you are stunning.
and tough
also deserving
of constructing
a life that has been carefully constructed.
About the Creator
Felicia Ann Anderson
I am married, with 2 kids and 2 grandkids. I am a stay home spouse that works from home. In my spare time,I love to spend time with my family, I am also an identical twin.
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