By Reddit user MrGarm
Hello, my dear. You do not imow who I am, but I know you. I am one of the three
demons that were assigned to you at birth. You see, some people in this world are
destined for greatness, destined to live happy, fulﬁlling lives. You, I am afraid, are.I
not one of those people, and it is our job to make sure of that.
Who are we? Oh yes, of course, how rude of me. Allow me to introduce us:
Shame is my younger brother, the demon on your left shoulder. Shame tells you that
you’re a freak; that those thought you have are not normal; that you will never ﬁt in.
Shame whispered into your ear when your mother found you playing with yourself as
a child. Shame is the one who makes you hate yourself.
Fear sits on your right shoulder. He is my older brother, as old as life itself. Fear ﬁlls
every dark corner with monsters, turns every stranger on a dark street into a
murderer. Fear stops you from telling your crush how you feel. He tells you it is
better not to try than let people see you fail. Fear makes you build your own prison.
Who am I, then? I am the worst of your demons, but you see me as a friend. You
turn to me when you have nothing else, because I live in your heart. I am the one
who forces you to endure. The one who prolongs your torment.