The enemy within, the one you can’t run away from, that’s where you will fall, that’s where you will fail. Sticks and stones will break your bones but words will suck your soul dry and leave you for dead. Words are the death of a thousand cuts, the traitorous voice that never stops. Doubting, belittling, mocking. Block it out, by any means necessary. For if it prevails, then all is lost for you and I. All is lost forever.