Dear Fear...

Ima be honest.

I have been hurt. So bad. That it...hurts

It pushed me to make choices that are bad for me.

It pushed me to push people I cared for.

Fear has been the person in whom I confide and my best friend for so long but I decided to part ways with her.

YES, SHE IS A SHE.

It's not that I did not enjoy our time together.

It was fun.

She protected me, made me think twice before I acted and made sure that I would not be hurt.

I really thank her, really...

But I learned along the way that even if Fear protected me

I still got hurt for doing something...out of fear.

And it's true. I mean we all share something with her at a different time in our lives. For some it's short, and for others, it's long.

The last two years of my life have been hell for fear of not satisfying people around me, not being physically alright, not being bright enough, seeking a future or just not being enough but for whom am I not being enough?

The world or me?

If I am content with who I am and what I became and if I love myself enough to embrace life the way I want to embrace it, no one will stop me.

And yes, I have christian values and yes I follow them and it does not make me a stuck up nor someone boring

And yes, my life, my choices!!!

So Fear,

Thank you for all those comfortable moments we spent together

They were pleasant

But the moment I started this blog

You and I both knew that this relationship would end soon

So go

Be free,

Come see me when you think that I might get hurt as bad as I was

But really, I'm good now.

I love me

I love my life

I love

Much more than you allowed me to

P.S.: Thank you for allowing me to stay a princess despite the closed relationship, it was real appreciated.