Dear Fear,
How’s life treating you inside my head? You have been putting in a lot of extra hours lately and for that I respect you, wanting to work overtime and all. But it doesn’t mean you will be compensated for it. I want you to know that I am no longer trying to quiet you. I am okay that you are up there in my head, giving me all the ways things can go wrong with what I want to do. What I am thankful for is that you have absolutely no place in my heart. My heart belnogs to me and my creativity. You know creativity, right? I’m sure you two have met before. It’s the one you try and push off the swings every now and then because you are not the biggest fan of sharing my mind. Well, creativity have had enough of your bullying. Creativity and I have reigns in this here body of mine and would like for it to stay that way. I know that you are here for a reason and that sometimes you will show up…my palms will sweat and my anxiety will set. But instead of listening and following your voice, I’m going to turn to my heart and let creativity be my guide.
Sincerely,
Benita

Benita Ochoa
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