I wrestle with negative thoughts. And I win. We grapple, we struggle, we each try to get better footing to throw the other to the ground. We brawl. It's not pretty; the fight is intense. Sweat is flying. Large beads of salty sweat. Loud groans, curses, and threats come from both of us. One by one, I crush the heads of negative thoughts. He has multiple heads. I crush one and another one grows back. But I'm patient. I crush them all. Every single one.