An Open Letter to Fear

Dear Fear,
I have a bone to pick with you. It is about time you reallyknew how I feel about you, so listen up close for I shan’t repeat myself.
You may have been introduced to me by my parents but I amsure they did not expect for you to hitchhike on my back well into adulthood.Their use of you was purely educational, to instil in me that actions haveconsequences and that I should think before I act. Let me assure you thatlesson has well been established in my mind, you needn’t stick around in thehopes that I may forget.
From being a child, well into my teens, you robbed me ofthe freedom to follow my heart’s true wishes. I over thought every decision,most times allowing that precious moment of spontaneity or even instinct slipthrough my fingers. Then your sordid sister, Regret, would wrap her bony griparound my head and cling to me for years to come.
I am 27 years old now and it is time a divorce shouldtake place. You’ve plagued my heart and soul and held me back from too many a golden opportunity. My patience for your presence is wearing thin and I nolonger feel the need to justify your existence in my head. I’m afraid (pun intended), assimply as you crept into me that horrible day as a child; I must ask you quite simply to leave.
Pack allyour baggage and take the wretched sister with you.
I know very well that you may visit in the future, butremember that you are never welcome here. I shall do all that I can to ensureyour visits are abrupt and meaningless until one day, you shall be completelyinsignificant to me.
Like an outcast relative, you too shall feel the wrath ofyour actions and be destined to a life without my love. You may prey on othersbut with each passing day, you will realize that your hold on them too wearsweak. You may start out strong but grow brittle with age, ensuring those who rid ofyou, feel an all-encompassing joy well into the ends of their lives.
From the gallons of tears I have unwillingly given you tothe countless hours of sleep I was robbed of, let me clarify that my resentmentfor you runs deep. But I am no fool, I know resentment will only lead me backto you and so I forgive you for all that you have wronged me. I am smart to setyou free.
So with no remorse, I bid you adieu.
Yours truly,The place you once called home.