Fear

My stomach clamps into monkey knots and it rings out my eyes... trembling limbs and fingers stimming... I think vaguely how some people might say "good morning" to themselves.

Yet for me, with all the yucky feelings, I greet fear.

There is this 'fear' so pervasive, my arteries become as pythons. There is also this feeling of fearsomeness so large looming in the world outside, entwined throughout the oncoming hours... I panick at the thought of putting on my shoes.

If you were to ask me what it is I am afraid of, I'd respond "what have you got"? You name it...

On the surface this looks like anxiety. And depression. And PTS. I am beginning to recognise beneath all that there is this churning magma, 'fear'.

How does anyone walk on a lake of fire ?

I can't do it.