Dear Shanda,
I hear those Gremlins, and jeez - they’re some mean little suckers.
I’m sorry. I can’t make them go away. They think they’re there to protect you, and no matter how I try, they just won’t skedaddle.
But I promise you this. If you listen to me, you will no longer make decisions based on those voices of fear anymore.
More so than Gremlins, I will always protect you, I will always keep you safe, and I will never lead you astray.
So take my hand, precious. Silence those Gremlins. Hear my voice. Know my truth. Choose with me.
Outwhispering the Gremlins,
Your Inner Pilot Light
Chronicling my battle with the mental disorders/mental illnesses of major depressive disorder/clinical depression and anxiety disorder (and some doctors have also said PTSD).
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Outwhispering the Gremlins
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