Fear: To be afraid of (someone or something) as likely to be dangerous, painful, or threatening.
I lived in fear and doubt for many years. I lived in a box that was closed, and sealed, protecting me from the world, and everyone in it. I never wanted to come out that box, except to get some water and to use the bathroom. I was safe there. When I looked around me, all I saw was four walls, with no pictures, and nothing to look at, except the glass that I used for my water. Sometimes, I'd look thru a peep hole that I cut out so I could see what was going on. I wanted so badly to come out, but it was the fear that was within me that didn't allow that to happen. I didn't want to relive the pain I had been living for so many years, but at the same time, I knew I wasn't living at all. I couldn't continue to rot away in that box, it began to smell, it began to get smaller and smaller. I was starting to out grow it, and at some point, I would have to come out. I finally got up enough courage to emerge from that hell hole. I'd been in there for awhile, so everything looked different. The fresh air that filled my lungs felt so good. As I looked around me, I saw no danger in sight, so I looked around. Step by step, my confidence grew. The fear started to diminish, and it was time to start living once again.
Assets: A useful or valuable thing, person, or quality.
I came to realize how valuable I am. I came to realize how valuable my life is and can be. There is always room for improvement and change. It was time to explore that. I had options, I had choices. I reached out to get the much overdue help I desperately needed. At first, I was embarrassed to get help. I was scared to talk about it. I knew that was the only way to repair the damage. No more band-aids, it was time to go into surgery. Stanley, my therapist, was an asset to me. He helped me channel the fear into constructive, positive things. We had a check list. Things I could do that made me happy, things that gave me peace in my life. Stanley get me the tools to control the anger, and the fear. I still use that check list today, referring to it at times. It was a check list that showed was I was going, and where I could end up. I was able to process things more effectively. I was able to understand things, and put them in perspective. The cloud that hung over my head everywhere I walked. Stanley taught me how to turn negative things around, and make my situation better. He saved me.
Obstacles: A thing that blocks one's way or prevents or hinders progress.
I've had many obstacles throughout my life. It was these obstacles that I needed to have in front of me in order for me to move forward. I believe in failure and defeat, it's needed for growth. I believe in making mistakes, and learning from them. Life is what it is, but life is also what you make it. Each day presents itself with its own set of challenges. I took those challenges head on, without fear, without prejudice, and without regret. Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes, those reasons are unknown. Obstacles are the building blocks of life. They will always exist. There supposed to. Without obstacles, life would be a breeze, but that's not realistic. What I've gone through has made me the man I am today. I don't get upset about it anymore. I embrace it. It's a constant reminder of what lies ahead for me and my future. I am doing so many positive things that I'm proud of. I've made it through the worse, and can't wait to see what is in front of me, waiting for me. Good or bad, I have put myself in a position to deal with it.
I came to realize how valuable I am. I came to realize how valuable my life is and can be. There is always room for improvement and change. It was time to explore that. I had options, I had choices. I reached out to get the much overdue help I desperately needed. At first, I was embarrassed to get help. I was scared to talk about it. I knew that was the only way to repair the damage. No more band-aids, it was time to go into surgery. Stanley, my therapist, was an asset to me. He helped me channel the fear into constructive, positive things. We had a check list. Things I could do that made me happy, things that gave me peace in my life. Stanley get me the tools to control the anger, and the fear. I still use that check list today, referring to it at times. It was a check list that showed was I was going, and where I could end up. I was able to process things more effectively. I was able to understand things, and put them in perspective. The cloud that hung over my head everywhere I walked. Stanley taught me how to turn negative things around, and make my situation better. He saved me.
I've had many obstacles throughout my life. It was these obstacles that I needed to have in front of me in order for me to move forward. I believe in failure and defeat, it's needed for growth. I believe in making mistakes, and learning from them. Life is what it is, but life is also what you make it. Each day presents itself with its own set of challenges. I took those challenges head on, without fear, without prejudice, and without regret. Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes, those reasons are unknown. Obstacles are the building blocks of life. They will always exist. There supposed to. Without obstacles, life would be a breeze, but that's not realistic. What I've gone through has made me the man I am today. I don't get upset about it anymore. I embrace it. It's a constant reminder of what lies ahead for me and my future. I am doing so many positive things that I'm proud of. I've made it through the worse, and can't wait to see what is in front of me, waiting for me. Good or bad, I have put myself in a position to deal with it.
Fear is my friend
Run and hide for what
Stand tall and strut
Enough is enough of me kneeling in the cut
I'm the alpha male
The leader of my pack
You bite me, I attack
Tom Brady
Quarterback
That fear, he is my dude
No need to be so rude
Butchered and barbecued
Don't catch no attitude
Just be cool
Don't be a fool
I got tools
To bury you in the ground
No hopes of being found
You acting like a clown
Don't look at me and frown
I'll make you cry
You'll drown
In your tears
Have no fear
He's my friend
From beginning to the end
Remain on my good side
I'm certified to ride
You're guaranteed to fry
Hot oil, just don't ask why
Some napkins if you would
It's finger licking good
Patrick,
ReplyDeleteGood poem... it's nearly comical in its lines - from Tom Brady to finger-liking good. I like the light-hearted approach you took this week to your poem. It's a good balance after reading about fears and obstacles... maybe we just need to laugh at them sometimes - laught at ourselves. Keep it light.
Your journal is good, but the first and third paragraphs fall into a place of generalities. Try to remain specific about what your fear is/was.
I really like the imagery you produce in that first paragraph - the room with the whole in it. It's great, and as a reader, I can't tell if you're being literal or symbolic... but that's what keeps it interesting. I'd just suggest to add some more relevance and detail... more clues to the reader, so they know what you are/were afraid of.
In your second paragraph, you start with symbols, but then specifically name your therapist. That's the detail that I'm looking for in each paragraph.
Your posts continually get more and more creative. I really like the little definitions that you open each paragraph with. Great touch.
Take these suggestions into consideration - for all of your school and professional writing. Be symbolic - it's your style... but be sure to drop big clues as well, as your reader won't always have your story or the context that you imply.
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