Self-doubt
Dear Self-Doubt,
I hate you. You have made my life, and many others, so much harder than
they ever needed to be. When I was a child you were barely present and that's how I
liked it. As I grew older you became the one closest to me; the one I listened to
the most. Many times you told me I wasn't good enough and that I should just give
up. With the help of caring friends, I learned to ignore you. I learned to keep you
away from my dreams and believe in myself. You don't have a place in my heart
or life like you once did. Every time you try to creep in I'm able to kick you out.
I am no longer a slave to you self-doubt.
Sincerely, Casie
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