This fear ebbs and flows, and sometimes it strikes me for no apparent reason. I have been told that I am brave, I've even been told I'm fearless. The latter is insulting to me - if people knew how much fear I feel while simply calling someone on the telephone, they'd never call me fearless again. I am far from it. And to call me that is to take away the bravery it takes for me to just live, to just do day-to-day things.
