Fear

This fear of the self.

My fear sits in my chest and tastes blue. It is like goo. It applies pressure on my chest bone and rib cages. The pressure makes me want to gag and my stomach turns. My jaw clenches as I grit my front teeth. My head gets heavy- my back develops stress points around my shoulder blades and my anger begins to rise.

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