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When we’re young we check the closet before we go to sleep for the boogeyman, less he creep out in the middle of the night and do…something to us. We weren’t quite sure what he looked like, or what he would do. But we were afraid.
Until we weren’t. And didn’t we feel foolish for even believing him?
But, as it turns out, the boogeyman never left: he just transformed. He turned in to the consequence of the conversation that we need to have but won’t. The outcome that we see coming but decide not to change. The relationship in disrepair that we decide to let linger. The job we can’t bear to leave despite how miserable it makes us.
It seems that the boogeyman has stuck around, and we need to find the courage to not believe in him again.