I’ve spent my life letting go without really facing my pain. My pain has been a bully, a monster lurking in a half-open closet. It’s twisted beautiful moments, turning flowers into nightmares. It’s kept me from committing, held me hostage in fear of disappointment. My fears have held me back from truly living and feeling. If I continue to let them control me, they will only keep me from the freedom I sought and found with Mars.
