You’ve been with me my entire life, the figurative devil sitting on my shoulder. We’ve gone through a lot together- mostly problems you've created and caused.

You're so intimidating. You’re smarter than me- even though you’re a part of me. You know my darkest fears- you use them against me. You love to stir up trouble- that’s your favorite hobby.

Your name? Anxiety.

I’m tired of you using me, Anxiety, and I’m finally putting my foot down. You’re not the only one who can talk. In fact, if you stood in front of me right now, with eyes reflecting my old doubts, this is exactly what I'd say to you:

1. You’re sneaky.

You creep into my brain like a filthy parasite, tapping your fingertips together and laughing so maliciously. Why do you always find me when I’m least expecting you? You think you’re clever, but I’ve learned how to sense you.

You can try hiding behind my insecurities and my nightmares, but you can’t run from me, Anxiety. I’m stronger than the girl you once tormented, and I’m tired of your games.

2. You don’t control me.

You used to make me feel weak inside. I didn’t want to edge past my comfort-zone because of the fears you instilled within my mind. And the instant I thought I was stronger than you, I felt your grasp again.

Holding me back.

Always holding me back.

Yet, your grip isn’t as strong as it used to be. I can finally think for myself.

3. You can’t limit my dreams.

You take hold of my aspirations and crush them between your hands, making them miniscule. I want my dreams to be bigger- bigger than my doubts, bigger than my fears, and most importantly, bigger than you.

I don’t have to switch my major because I’m smart enough to conquer this term, and the rest of the semesters to come too. This challenge will only help me grow. I don’t want you to hold me back anymore.

4. You are the only one judging me.

You latch on to my biggest insecurity- being judged. Are they looking at me? Are they laughing at me? I don’t need your answers anymore. I have my own.

These doubts don’t consume me anymore; that’s why you have no power over me.

Anyone who brings negativity into my life is cut off, which is why I have no choice but to cut off the biggest and nastiest negative in my life- you.

5. Stop.

Stop with the lies. Stop with the exaggeration. Stop with the drama. Just stop. I’ve dealt with you for twenty years, Anxiety. While I’m sure you’ve had a good run, I’ve been a good host after all, it’s time for me to move on without you.