My anxiety creates the box I feel I have to live inside. It's very small. The walls are very thick. And everything I want is outside of it.
"Fear me," it says. "I control your morning, noon, and night. I tell you what to avoid and how urgently. After all, I'm only trying to protect you."
How does one defy a defense mechanism? How do we defy our very nature? Fear exists for the preservation of life. But fear of creation, social interaction, and responsibility won't save my life - fear will only destroy it.