Dear Fear,
You have been the
driving force behind my toughest choices. Afraid I was not ready.
Not qualified. Not strong enough. Not worthy. Holding me back.
Stifling me. Keeping me in my comfort zone. Being my worst critic.
Telling me I was not good enough, smart enough or attractive enough.
Reminding me of who I used to be. Failing to realize I have grown. I
listen to my positive voice and dim yours. I hear mumbling and
realize you have not been silenced. I feel your presence, but know
how to distance you. Strength sits in your place now. Confidence
needs to also dominate over your voice. That day is in view.
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