"I refuse to let my fears control me."

My fears were always of dying alone until I realized that those I had surrounded myself with made me feel the most alone, never checking on me, turning the rest of the family against me, and alienating me from everyone until I got the memo that I was the problem.

I wasn't the problem. I'm retraining myself to be happy in my skin, in the peace of solitude, so that when I emerge from that cocoon, I can do so with confidence and joy.

What are your fears, and how are you trying to reframe them to give them less power over you?