Getting over it

I was plagued with fears of all types in my past. Simple fears, like insects, mice, and heights. Social fears, that made me shy and awkward. Then there were the big fears that threw me into full panic attacks. Fear abounded in my mind. Anxiety and paranoia, crippling me to the point of deep depression and the inability to live a full life. Most fears, when investigated, will reveal a deeper fear at the core.

The fear of losing someone or something I love was particularly painful. The other fear that caused the most difficulties was the fear of being alone. Both of these fears tied together into a greater fear of death.

I couldn’t bear the thought.

I had to accept that nothing and no one is mine. That death is inevitable, and no amount of worry or protection could prevent it.

Easier said than done.

It’s a state of mind that takes time to develop. A surrender of sorts.

The surrender of your life and all things valuable and dear to you.

It’s a realization that you are only here a short time. That we are all, here for just a short time. We all will leave this place with nothing but our memories.

Life is too short to waste time on worrying and fear.

Just jump in.

All in.

Into everything you do.

When I find a fear creep into my life, I attack it.

I investigate it.

I learn what I can from it.

I bring it to light and see where it takes me.

All in or nothing.