I’m hitting rock bottom levels of insecurity right now… I don’t know why I’m losing the fight in me. But they say it always gets worse before it gets better. Because the more I fight and pray the more I get pushed back. And maybe that’s what it is —- the bad forces of the universe know my destiny and they fear it but I have to keep fighting
"I was pushed back and about to fall,
but [He] helped me.”
I need to believe something really good is about to happen even if I don’t know what it so I keep fighting.