"Inspiration from Therapy - Bravery"


To think a man so full of fear so brave and courageous

For bravery is exactly that, 

doing the scary thing in defiance of fear

Growing up and diving into deep waters of sobering adulthood

drowning in the anxiety

swimming in the reality 

of the world around me

Mulling over shame, 

Grinding the courser elements of life and love

Into the finer pieces of dynamic and emotion 

the process defined 

Imbued by the courage it takes to undertake


To think a man so full of fear so brave and courageous

Of course he is, what else could he be?

The fear is the vehicle but not the outcome

Shame is the road but not the destination

For what other place could that vehicle on that road go?


I’m not sure I want the answer to that question… 


For me I choose to believe that bravery and courage 

are the only viable destinations. 


In spite of my fear, 

my actions have driven me, 

Informed me that I am strong, 

they tell me the story of the man I have become,

Not the man that I could’ve been


The way I live my life despite it all is nothing short of inspiring.





Location: Long Beach, CA, USA

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