Fear II

I haven’t overcome Fear. But I have befriended her. Not right away. Not for a long, long time. First, I tried to hush her Hide her Hustle her out of the room Ignore her Weep over her Pretend she didn’t exist. But then She stayed anyway             Winding her cool fingers through my hair             … More Fear II


The panic attacks began one sunny autumn Sunday morning shortly after I arrived at that church. Nothing unusual was happening – it was a Sunday like every other Sunday. It was during the final morning service when one moment I was reading the text, the next I felt my throat constricting and my breath slipping … More Panic