I have a vulnerability. I'm not sure what but it drags me from it's abyss. I'm a strong person, well-spoken, powerful, socially adept, confident and all stuff that makes you proud of the work you've invested in yourself.

But behind all that, there's a rearing insecurity. I'd be lying if I said it doesn't take almost all my mental energy in a day. The scraps are what I invest in my business.

As long as I get pulled in that direction, I'll yearn for the clarity enveloped by an abscence of that vulnerability.

Prior to a depression and anxiety, I had a different version of what I experience currently. An ever present torturing migrane. But that, that I could work with. Whether it's the anger I had that suppressed it or not, I never knew.

But God, I was carefree. Now, I get some doses of anxiety even on a simple ride. My brain does a calculation of how I'm going to get fucked up on every instance.

How do I relieve myself from this demon's chains?