I pray that I survive tough days

That my anxiety doesn’t get the best of me

That I don’t jump at sounds in my room

That I have the wherewithal to stand bugs

That I deal with pests swiftly and don’t let them rattle me

That I feel safe out inside as well as out in the world

That I let go of any guilt about the past and present

That I let myself feel deserving of taking up place

That I can speak openly about my wants and needs

That I am strong enough to survive in a very tough world