Fear
I have fear. Fear that someone I love will be hurt by something I said. I want to write and write without limits. But I find myself afraid to post what I have written because I’m afraid to not only hurt someone from my honesty but for others to know that I have that scar, that I have such a deep wound I am a full grown adult still burning from pain of my adolescence.
So much happened and so much has not changed. I write about the same thing over and over again. Part of me wants to set it free. The other part wants to keep it locked away where no one will ever find out about it.













