Friday, March 11, 2016

What are you afraid of?

Everything. I am afraid of everything. I feel fear every day - when I drop my son off at daycare, when I speak to someone at work, as I eat in front of others, as I complete my work, as I pick up my son, as I make dinner, when I put him to bed.
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.


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