Fear

It sometimes sends small probes, small fear, I  become quiet as I know what is to come. It then crashes in, usually in the early hours of this morning, great fear. I wake up drenched in sweat and the fear is upon me. My bowels turn to liquid and I vomit till there is just bile.

Fear. Of what? Everything and nothing…. I have no idea. It is insane but the feeling is very real. I am incapacitated by it. I dare not venture outside today, just curl up and hope the fear goes away. It usually does, but I sometimes worry it will not.

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One Response to “Fear”

  1. adrianarainho Says:

    Embrace your Dark and Light as one does not exist without the other.
    Love all of your aspects as you have done nothing wrong.
    Sadness and Laughter, Sun and Moon, Day and Night…
    Your deepest fear will bring you your greatest Joy !

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