Dear Self Doubt,
For years I allowed you
To hold me captive–
A prisoner,
A slave,
trapped in my own mind.
I walked within your perimeters.
Chained to certainty
Stuck on the shore.
Never venturing into the unknown
in fear that I was insufficient.
The second I would start to think otherwise
you whispered lies.
Lies that I believed for far too long.
But not anymore.
I know now that I am enough.
I am sufficient.
I no longer watch the waves from the shore,
but charge toward them at full force.
The chains of doubt
that once shackled me
are gone.
I am free.
Free to roam into the unknown
knowing I am capable of anything.
Sincerely,
A girl who learned to believe in herself.
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