Clearly, all the drawings were true, which made them all valuable in some way or another. Sadness went to parts of my body that Joy did not touch. Rage had the most horsepower by far, but only until it ran into Hurt. Then those two fell into each other’s arms and cried until Relief covered them both. Even though I had drawn the emotions on different pages, there was no keeping them apart. The only real difference between Anxiety and Excitement was my willingness to let go of Fear. Sometimes, when I was anxious, all I had to do was take a deep breath, and my nervousness turned to anticipation.
