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It’s 3am, and this is the time when, in solitude and silence, this flaw reveals itself to me. It’s very unsettling to me to admit that it exists, but it’s true. I am a solid character, save for this one fatal flaw. Admitting weakness is very difficult for me, but this is one that I cannot deny. It frightens me to death. I truly believe that, like Achilles, should this weak spot be discovered by the wrong person (or people), it could ultimately lead to my undoing. It could literally be the death of me.

I’m not a praying person, but if I were, I’d pray that this fatal weakness would go away. Somehow. That I could fortify myself against the vulnerability that manifests itself in this one area of my life time and time again. This fatal flaw has the ability to undermine everything else I have going on; every strength, gift, attribute can be reduced to dust if and when this spot gets hit. What in the world do I do about THAT?

Does everyone have one of these?

That’s all I have to say about that. In a mere six hours, the editing studio awaits. Time to pop the 2 Ambien pills and hope for the best.