This is a letter to my fears, the ones who’ve taken away so many years.

I’ve lived with self doubt, so now I have so many “what ifs?”
I’ve missed opportunities thinking “I’m not made for this.”

The fear of rejection, so I didn’t try the things that I would’ve excelled in.
The fear of trusting others, so I held all of my traumas within.

The fear of getting hurt again, so instead I caused others pain.
The fear of sober thoughts, so I was a slave to Mary Jane.

The fear of gaining weight, so I would purge every meal.
The fear of being myself so who I showed wasn’t real.

The fear of not being pretty enough, so I was always insecure.
The fear of being alone, so I chased those who didn’t want me anymore.

The fear of disappointing others, so I became an overachiever.
The fear of God not loving me, so for a while, I wasn’t a believer.

The fear of not being good enough, so instead I’d hold myself back.
But God took away all those fears, so now there’s nothing I lack.

My fear of taking chances meant I’ve lived with a lot of regrets.
Now, I confront my fears and always strive to do my best.

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