That old familiar friend...

Is creeping around today.

That one which tells me that no one actually gives a fuck about me or even likes me.

The one that tells me I am useless and a fraud.

This place is where I feel safe expressing my thoughts and feelings. Unfortunately, it can also be a source of anxiety.

I have a hard enough time believing that I am who I think I am...I have a hard enough time believing I am worthy of people caring about me.

But mostly, it is hard work to tell myself that old familiar friend is actually the enemy and lying to me.

It gets even harder to tell myself this when something happens that seemingly proves the enemy right..