All those times I feel overwhelmed by anxiety, or drowning in sorrow; a failure in life… Is it my fault? Have I brought this on myself?
If you ask me what my strength is, I would say thinking. And my greatest weakness? Overthinking. My most powerful weapon turns on me, and usually I am to blame.
This mighty sword has been given to me to yield, yet still I hurt myself. You would think after years of training and injury I would have learned not to do this, to maintain a firm grip, yet my hands slip as the sword grows heavier with each burdensome thought.
If I did not think so much, would I be so anxious? If I did not dwell on the past, would I hurt as much? If I saw myself in a positive light, would I be strong and successful?