In my heaviest, gloomiest days, these are the choruses I am confronted with: “I have no friends; I do not belong”. “What I do has no meaning.” “I create more problems.” I know these thoughts are not true, but it doesn’t mean the thoughts don’t have a momentary hold on me.
Dancing with Fear
Dancing with Fear
Dancing with Fear
In my heaviest, gloomiest days, these are the choruses I am confronted with: “I have no friends; I do not belong”. “What I do has no meaning.” “I create more problems.” I know these thoughts are not true, but it doesn’t mean the thoughts don’t have a momentary hold on me.