My dreams tell me fear,
“Not good enough…”
Failure…
So I wake up,
Speak up to myself,
March forward
Study,
And practice letting go
Of what I don’t really hold.
Anxiety
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I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
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