The moment we think we let go... be prepared for fear.
I would tell her that fear will come, it always does.
It will steel her breathe and she will panic herself into the future.
Fear will grab her mind and send it racing.
Telling her of everything she shouldn’t do.
It will make up stories ...far worse than she can imagine.
Fear will send her back into comfort.
Back into the dysfunction.
Back into the old and toxic ways.
Fear will Tell her that playing small is always safe.