Somewhere inside me lives a Sylvia who once saw lightning strike in a field across from her. She still comes out in thunderstorms and cries out that it will kill me and I need to hide in her fear.
Somewhere inside me lives a Sylvia who never dared to tell her highschool crush that she loved him and therefore thinks she is unlovable. Every time Marco and I have a fight she screams he will leave me and says I should hide in her fear.
Somewhere inside me lives a Sylvia who got ridiculed for standing up for what she believed. Every time I shout my truths, she opens up the door to the cell she hides in and beckons me in, to hide in her fears.
Thing is, I no longer am those Sylvia’s. I am learning that fear is like a road marker. By asking me to hide, I know what I need to heal in me. And then I go where arrows point me. Because somewhere through the fear, I find my dreams.