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