Personal Narrative: Fear

What do you do when fear claws at your soul? When it gnashes at your very core? You, a human, think you are strong. But, in reality, that strength is very fragile. Once a dark thought crosses the mind, it convinces the body of its existence, no matter the truth of it. It hinders your progress, feeding you with poisonous thoughts of failure. Of being incapable of changing anything about you and what surrounds you. The fear possesses then, and spreads like the plague. It takes a lot to dim it, push it down. For a while. Until it resurfaces.

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