tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43129987202111938002011-07-07T15:16:24.231-07:00Anonymous Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14262177713875614858noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312998720211193800.post-17726904770853208052010-06-28T17:10:00.000-07:002010-06-28T17:18:36.404-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000099;">That <strong><span style="color:#000000;">gut feeling</span></strong> in the pit of your stomach, isn't <em><span style="color:#000000;">butterflies</span>.</em> Its not <em><span style="color:#000000;">nerves</span></em> either, its the state of <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#000000;">FEAR</span>,</span> that state of not being able to admit what's truly <strong><span style="color:#000000;">scaring</span></strong> you.</span> </span><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Admitting</span></strong> </span>is one step, <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>moving forward</em>...</span></span>now that's a hard one. It seems that once we adapt to something, its extremely hard to let go, we become attached, and cannot find a way to detach. We believe that we cannot live without that one thing, truth is we can, because we readpt to something new each day.</span> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4312998720211193800-1772690477085320805?l=expressthat.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anonymous Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14262177713875614858noreply@blogger.com0