There is a dragon in my head. For years it hid behind ‘caring’ and ‘being responsible’. I’m calling it out now, though.
Your taunts of worry and anxiety are no longer hiding in the dank spaces of my mind. They are out in the light for all to see. I will not be cowed by you or anything you represent. I will not help you build dungeons in the sky or catastrophize my future. When you hurl me a thought from your bow, I will fire back. Minute by minute if necessary. My weaponry is hope, love and a belief in the goodness of life. The Creator made me for joy, and you cannot extinguish that. Not with a thousand flaming arrows.
I’ve seen you now for what you are, a defeated foe trying to bring me down with you. I’m not going there.
Daughter of the King of the Universe