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There is this thing inside me.

I call him Mr. YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT.

Mr. Negative.  Mr. Pain in your ass.

First sign of a mistake he is there to rip into me.

Remind me of all I done wrong.

He use to have a face.  A few faces.

Medications and counseling has brought me to a point he is now a shadow.

Past few weeks it was fixing me enough to be at work.

Fix enough to be a good husband.  A better partner in the home.

Two weeks ago I had to confront Mr. YOU DO IT ALL WRONG.

The faces he use to wear.  Then yesterday's appointment the counselor and I catch up before I am turned to this shadow of a thing.

It is my darkest element, I am not to give into his sneers or remarks.  I am to embrace the shadow.  He is not leaving.  He cannot leave.  All that is dark is him.  The darkness I used to survive what I had.

It is heartbreaking I cannot be rid of this shadow.  This unnamed thing.  This unmasked shadow.

But now, he has a face and a name.  He is my twin reflection.  He is the shadow to the light I shine now.  Cannot have one without the other.

For too years I wanted Mr. Negative gone, and today I learn I have to embrace him just as I had with all my other scars....