Dear Fear, It’s Over.

Dear Fear,

It’s not you, it’s me.

I thought long and hard about breaking ties with you completely, but I’ve decided against it.

Our relationship, as it was, however, is over.

There was a time when how you viewed the world intrigued me.

There was a time when I thought you really must know better than me.

There was a time when I willingly allowed you to make my decisions for me.

There was even a time when I thought I was being independent but you were still there, behind the scenes, pulling the strings.

Then there was the time I realized that everything I’ve done to make you happy has turned out badly.

From now on, our relationship is going to be very different.

I still value the awareness you bring to me.

I even know, deep down, on some level, you’re trying to keep me safe.

But I don’t need a protector. I need a partner.

Actually, I need a threesome.  It’s going to be me, you, and Faith.  I’m not going anywhere without her anymore, so you’ll have to get used to it.

It’s time for you to step up, like I’m doing, and work with me, rather than against me.

We can allow some amazing things into our world if we collaborate.

Where you lead, I will follow, not turn away. I know those places will make me stretch into the best version of me.

Hmmmm. Perhaps that’s what you were trying to do all along, and I misunderstood?

If that’s the case, thank you.

And thank you in advance for our new partnership.

It’s going to be one hell of a ride.

With love,