I sit in the same position i've always found. myself in, facing my designated and darkened corner, letting the fear of my flaws and insecurities claw relentlessly at the ankles of my true identity whom so desperately desires to escape it's way out from the safe space i've tried so hard to keep it buried inside.

I am afraid , I am afraid of what things could be because I am so focused on what things have been. I am afraid of trying new things so I fall back in to old habits that could hurt me because i'd rather feel a pain that is familiar opposed to one that is foreign.