Every once in a while, you can’t sleep at night. You just can’t figure out why. The silence at first is deafening because you’re away from all your distractions.

Then if you think a little more, you realise you have a lot of unresolved issues. Not just work, assignments, deadlines or whatever you procrastinated. Everything that you avoided comes back and engulfs you.

You’re now in your own personal hell.

What do you do ? Do you fight and deny it ? Rationalize ? Put it off and fight another day ? overthink and overanalyze ?

.. and what if there was no way out ? Would you end up in a asylum somewhere ? Or perhaps just go into depression ?

This very night I was faced with such a predicament. And I’m proud to say I emerged victorious over my own demons. Somehow the years have thought me something, that there is nothing to be fearful about. That everything will turn out fine. Or even better than I ever wanted it to be.

This is my coming of age.