My heart is like glass of late, one small knock and it would shatter into a million pieces. I feel weak and delicate, as if someone has stolen all of my strength and replaced it with nothing.
Too many things have happened, the list goes on and on and never seems to end; each time a piece of me is taken away and replaced by this scarred and scared little girl I have become.
The fear I feel is tangible. to the pits of my stomach I feel it and it lingers constantly. A heady mix of rage, sadness, fear, sorrow and many more things besides; I hate it! I hate that its taking all I recognize of myself away and with it what little confidence I had.
I feel myself slipping into the depths of despair and I must catch hold before its too late; before whats left of me is gone forever.
The road ahead is terrifying and never-ending. I’m unsure of the direction I am taking and the path I want to follow; I am meandering, lost and aimless, looking for answers to questions I haven’t even thought of yet and getting nowhere fast.
The journey I have set myself upon is one that will challenge me like no other ever has and the fear I feel of failure is palpable.
I need to get a grip!