To My Anxiety,

It has been a long time, old friend. A long time since I last felt your elephant sized presence upon my chest. A long time since you last made me feel the way that I do, but also it has been a long time coming. You were that feeling that I dreaded, but at the same time I yearned for you. They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, and I use you to prove that. As hard as some days are, no matter how bad they get, I still have more support than you can ever make me feel has disappeared. You may make me feel worthless, hopeless, and like I want to do nothing but lay in bed all day, but with this support I will overcome you. So with that old friend... until next time!

To My Fears,

I am no longer afraid of you. It is time that I face you head on, and realize that I can do nothing about you. I am no longer afraid to show my emotions and talk. I am no longer afraid to cry and be upset about things that I previously would have bottled up. Along with receiving this news I also received answers to many of my fears, and I am now not afraid to stand tall and face them. At the end of the day, someone out there somewhere is facing something much larger than I am, and with that brings many fears. If they can be strong and face these fears, then I can be strong and face my own.

To My Depression,

We meet again. I see you have brought some reinforcements this time, but even with those you do not phase me. Why you ask? Well you see, as I have said many times, "We have fought this once, we can do it again." Not only does this phrase refer to me and The Cause of the three of you, but it refers to you as well, Depression. I have won the battle between you and I before, many times in fact, so what makes you think this time is any different? I would need more hands than I have to count how many blessings I have, and no matter how many reasons there are to let you in, I refuse. I refuse to let you take control again. I refuse to let you affect me. So with that being said, I only have one thing left to say to you.... Check mate!

Last but not least, To My Cause,

Mom, the news of you becoming ill completely tore me apart. I know you will read this eventually so please do not cry. Do not feel bad, because while it hit us all, it made us stronger. Do not feel sad, because while it churns my stomach, it also gives me will power. You are the strongest woman I have ever known. You always told me to keep my head up and now it is time for you to do the same. No matter what I will always be here by your side. Although I always bottle things up and I down play my emotions, you some how always knew when something was on my mind. You are the reason that I am strong, Mom. YOU are the reason that I keep my head up when the going gets rough. Just please know that you are my muse, my biggest inspiration, and the reason I kept on going sometimes. I always knew that you were behind me no matter what the occasion, so now it is time for me to be by you. So to My Cause, thank you for making me realize all of the things stated above. You have helped me to open up, and to grow as a man. Now it is time to make you proud.

With Absolute Devotion,

Your Biggest Fan (and Son).