Fear

There was a light in my eyes and a fire in my soul...but when he died...that part of me died too. Living day to day is one thing...feeling alive is something completely different.

You learn to build walls so high around yourself after something devastating happens. I know that in order to feel alive again I have to take the walls down. But taking the walls down makes me vulnerable to all the hurt in life that I have tried so hard to numb out the last year and a half. At what point do you risk it all to truly find happiness again? Fear is the biggest challenge when learning to move forward with life. Fear keeps you in the dark. Fear keeps you from potentially finding a peace and happiness once again in your soul.

Do I think I can be happy again? Yes. In my own way...in my own time. But when do I learn to let fear take a backseat and allow myself to start driving my own life?