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Live for the guilt, its presence forcing breath into your lungs and driving movement into your body. Let go and what’s left? Does that person even exist anymore? Are they worth you trying?

Cut away the weight and offer opportunities of a different perspective, one where you have confidence and believe you are worth the air you breathe.

Excrete life and energy to please others who don’t even realise, too busy with their own doubts to acknowledge their connection to yours.

Retrace to familiar and sigh at the steady ground hoping its confidence will seep into your body and drive your path to a future of happiness, or at least somewhere you can be your true self.

Smell the sea between toes, sliding back to the vast while peace is left behind, a deep breath of salt that settles and reinvents all that you could be.

Prep the fun between the jobs and watch the innocent frollick, remember how that used to feel. Experience childhood again.

Punish those who seek out respite with more action and stress, laugh at their panic before they disappear, then later ponder why you never see them again. At least you had your fun.

Approach and offer to ease anxiety but deplete earnings, the decision of what is needed more doesn’t take long to be concluded.

Continue the story of years ago, one thought forgotten but now revealing a renewed life, ready to share its secrets.

Retreat higher up and curl into digression, hoping for a moment to forget the turmoil and pretend simpler times and emotions are your only concern.