I am fear.
I have known you since you first saw the light of day.
I have prevented you from getting better positions in your work.
All I did was make you afraid to ask or apply for them. I have kept you awake many nights by giving you horrible thoughts about your future.
I quiet laughter right out of your mouth when I whisper that you will soon lose everything.
My implanted thoughts wipe the joy off your face.
I shatter your confidence when you stand to give a speech. You stand there, panic in your eyes, twisting in the wind. It is so funny. Often, I have been able to drag you around like a rag doll. I don't control you completely yet, but soon.
Why do I do it?
I am fear.
If you defeated me, the door to a new world would swing wide open for you.