My Box of ThingsInside me, theres a closet. And in this closet theres this box. Inside this box I keep the things that hold me back. The things I regret and remind me of my mistakes and failures. At least once a week, I visit this box and remember everything that I did. Voices, one by one, point out my failures and my fears."you're mean" "you're inconsiderate" "you'll never be successful" "you're not strong enough" "No one likes you"As I listen to these voice, my urge of breaking free from them becomes ever so stronger. But, every time I try to get away, the voices get louder and louder, and I'm sucked right back into the box. I have let this box take over my life.