The most honest truth I can write today is that I am a key and there’s a wolf trying to kill me. I am a key. An oddly shaped piece of metal that is essentially useless everywhere in the world except for the one lock it was designed to open – and in that space…
Category: Fear
Sinking Into Unedited Emotions
When I saw my doctor was calling me my first thought was it was a misdial, an administrative error. I was working so I declined the call. Within seconds my phone is vibrating again – now I’m nervous, and curious, but more nervous. Finding a quiet corner, I answer the call. It’s not a misdial….
I Am A Child of Fear
In many ways, I am a child of fear. My natural impulse is to say I hate conflict. I hate upsetting or hurting people. I hate being wrong. I hate causing damage. But when I dig deeper I discover that my hate is an aggressive expression of my fear. I fear conflict. I fear unsetting…
Original Fear
I’ve been digging, digging so deep there is dirt in my hair and mud on my face. I’ve been digging through the soft and hard layers of myself looking for rock. I have anxiety so I asked my anxiety what I needed to do to make myself feel safe enough that my anxiety could stand…
Life In The Yellow 