Get Out, Monster!
A monster lives in my head.
No joke: there's a full blown, up-to-no-good trickster-on-steroids MONSTER sitting somewhere in my brain. Let's call him... hm... Jake. A generic name is quite fitting for a monster, actually.
So, JAKE occupies my brain and shoots at me like a firing squad whenever he feels like it. Sometimes he throws RAGE my way. I happily accept the offer and BEWARE anyone who is near me when that's the case. Sometimes it fires SELF DOUBT my way. Oooohh that's a bad one. Possibly because the energy of self doubt has nowhere to be expressed other than being unkind to myself. And sometimes it throws ANXIETY over to me. And when I am an anxious mess - I become pretty useless to myself OR anyone else.
Other than that, Jake, my monster, is pretty harmless. He's pretty.... pretty. Sitting on his high horse, thinking he's 'all that', not realizing that a trickster that shows the tricks is NOT really a trickster, and a monster who is PREDICTABLE - kind of wipes away the notion of DANGER. And what is a monster without danger? An annoying pest.
So to my monster-pest who thinks he's all that but is sadly WRONG:
Find another brain to occupy.
Find another butterfly to threaten.
Find another rage-full, anxious self-doubting air sign to wreak havoc on.
Because this air sign right here, Jake? This one is done with you.
Consider this my break-up serenade to my inner monster.
So long, Jake. Off you go and take Rage, Self Doubt and Anxiety with you. They too, have over-welcomed their stay.
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In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
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