The Other Side

This is dedicated to a Mr Anthony David McPartlin. It's because of his bravery about getting help that I want to breakout of my own vicious cycle. Stay strong big guy, we're behind you all the way.

Anxiety
One little word that creates a lot of trouble for me.
You've been with me since I was a child
You've made me doubt my abilities as a person.
You break me down all the damn time just for own sadistic pleasure.
You convince me to blame my disability for why I can't get my license or be a good mother.
What you're doing isn't right. Not for me, not for my family, not for friends both online and in person.
But guess what?
I am not your puppet!
Manipulated by your sick twisted will
With my mouth spouting out words of sadness, fear, and depression. I deserve to live a life where there isn't anything holding me back.
Where I can spread my message and opinion with full confidence and boldness.
I can drive!
I can be a good mother!
I can try to make it work with a semi long distance relationship and know that I'm the only girl for him, love can conquer long distance.
So I'm leaving, packing my bags and heading towards The Other Side.
A place where I can be a bold young adult who takes care of herself without guilt and knows she deserves the goodness in her life.
Who is aware of her flaws, accepts them but still wants to fix them.
I don't know how long it'll be before I get there.
I may not even fully reach where I want to be
But if the journey is better than destination, like they say,
Then I'm willing to make the trip and I can't wait to get started.