I had been hypersensitive, shy, idealistic.
My inability to accept the harsh realities of life
had resulted in a disillusioned cynic,
clothed in a protective armor
against the world's misunderstanding.
That armor had turned into prison walls,
locking me in loneliness -- and fear.
All I had left was an iron determination to live my own life
in spite of the alien world -- and here I was,
an inwardly frightened, outwardly defiant woman,
who desperately needed a prop to keep going.
Alcohol was that prop, and I didn't know
how to live without it.
Fear is not an admission of weakness;
fear is an opportunity for courage.
F E A R = Frustration, Ego, Anxiety, Resentment.
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