It’s funny.

The last six years of my life I have been running from my demons, pushing them away as they get closer, and trying for dear life to get away from them. I have looked away when they stare me in my face and snicker, I have gone into the corners of my mind and covered my face as they stand over me, and I have even neglected my own freedom if it means not facing what makes me uncomfortable.

However, over the past two years I have started to turn around and look at them. Even if it’s just a glimpse, even if it’s just to think about what they’re saying and where it is coming from. I have slowly turned around and looked almost every single one in the face. I have asked them questions in return, and have broken down their accusations. They no longer have a hold over my thoughts and my fears, and I have grown exponentially.

It’s almost like pulling weeds in your mind, and clearing space for new growth. It’s facing what they have planted in your mind and unearthing the pain within you. I currently am struggling with one more right now, and let me tell you, it’s really getting me. However, it’s time to dig deep and move through this. I have faith in the future, and I look forward to better days.

“You cannot live great things if you live in fear.”