kjpepper | Once again, in 4 part harmony and with feeling.

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

Sweet Jesus, I am so tired of running scared all of the time, especially when what I'm scared of turns out to not be such a big fucking deal.

I refuse to wear Fear's collar. I will not be Her bitch again. She is not worthy of my service.

Hell, I'm sick of service to everything and everybody. Maybe it is real, righteous anger at what happens to those who surrender that turns halfhearted, unwilling subs into bitching hardassed tops. Worth a thought, especially as someone who brands herself a Switch.

In rejecting Fear, I gain Control.

That's all I ever really wanted anyway.

So. A resounding fuck you for being scared. I'm done with that, done with hiding from myself, from my life, from the judgements of others. Done with embracing uncontrolled chaos because I'm too chicken to pick a true direction.

Ganbare, indeed.