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I was wrestling where I should post this blog. In poetry section or my journal. I finally decided on here. It is my description of fear. So here I go. FEAR-It looks like a very evil black mass. It has no real shape. It has very evil eyes. It’s stench is fowl smelling. The eyes seem to speak to me saying “I want to drain all the fearlessness out of you.” They also say, “I want to make you so afraid that you will not want to try anything new.” so there it is. It still has a hold on me, but not near as bad as it did when I first started working a good recovery.