I'm afraid

of everything.

Ok. No.

I'm afraid of being incapable of being.
I'm afraid of being
no good.

I know

I have to start taking better care of myself. I know my troubles and my limitations - what I can handle and when and what I Absolutely cannot.

Me

You don't even want to become that person, but you find yourself turning into her, by degrees and against you even though you lean, some other way and in another direction - still you learn to become someone else, and not yourself, AND where do you go for you?

Change

Things can change in an instant. In an hour-in that moment and in the next one-in those series of moments when you're not looking at the clock or hearing its hands move like the tick tick of the metronome. You think back, back to that person you were just last Monday and you wonder: Where did she go? Why is she not here?

She didn't go anywhere.
She stayed.