Avec Amour.

Obstacles.

There are obstacles in everyones way nearly everyday. For some it is simple to overcome; for others even the simplest obstacles seem impossible.

I look at these obstacles with fear. Every single one of them no matter how large or how small. I allow them to get the best of me. They win what seems to be, every time. They weaken me. Cause me to cry, shake and hide myself from the world. Being afraid makes it difficult to even make it through an entire day. Sometimes I feel as if it would be easier to just disappear. To leave to a place where I no longer will be bothered by these feelings. My one attempt to escape only made things worse. Only put more obstacles in my way. Only dragged me down lower. Made me more afraid. Scared of what others would now think and scared of where the incident happened which overall only made my avoidance worse. My room is my place of sanction. It was clearly not the answer. At the time I was so afraid of what I would have to overcome that it seemed like my only way out… not at all. All I can do is try to help myself. I’m the only one who may be able to fix this.