Dear Fear

Dear Fear:

This is probably going to come as a shock but I'm cutting you off. I'm done with you. 

And guess what? It's not me - It's totally you!

I know you think we've got a rock solid relationship, built on time and shared experiences.  That's a nice thought, Fear, but it's false reasoning on both our parts. It's time to break free.

I know you've grown to be comfortable with me but I've never been comfortable with you. 

You're always there, getting in my way, annoying me, talking over me, whispering in my ear, and squandering my dreams. 

And today's the day we have The Talk. 

I am ending our relationship. 

You see, Fear, the thing is, you've become boring.  You and I, we've been together too long, I think. Remember how you used to come up with a lot of new and absurd things for me to be afraid of? But now its pretty much become predictable.  Some old thing, over and over. You know what you are Fear?  Boring, redundant, useless, and completely futile! 

I've made a decision. You are no longer going to be a part of my life. I'm not going to let you get in the way of what I want anymore.

Don't come around. Don't call me. Don't text. I'm even going to block you on social media - so don't try to internet stalk me either. 

It's over. It's so over. 

I cant have you impeding me anymore.  You've always been there, right in the way, slapping my hand from grabbing what I want, right when its in my reach.  Well I'm here to tell you, Mister, that I'm through with all that.  Your time is done.  Finished.  

And mine is about to begin.