Fear . . . Fear is an idea-crippling, experience-crushing, success-stalling inhibitor inflicted only by yourself. Fear is the product of thoughts you create. Fear doesn't exist anywhere except in the mind. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. Pain . . . Pain is when you're slowing dying on the inside and you're way too weak to speak about it so you keep silent and suffer, alone. You don't know pain until you're staring at yourself in the mirror with tears in your eyes, begging yourself to just hold on and be strong. Pain changes people. "How are you?" Broken. Useless. Alone. Clueless. Confused. Betrayed. Fragile. On the verge of tears. Depressed. Anxious. Pathetic. Annoying. I'm just a burden. Distant. Lonely. Bitter. Crushed. Heartbroken. Rejected. I feel like I'm going to fall apart at any moment. Empty. Defeated. Never good enough. "Fine."