“Sometimes I am afraid that I will never be truly enough for myself.” — Finally, someone managed to put that cold, shapeless shadow within me into words that I can read. Thank you for this.
I once watched a woman on Maury who was terrified of cotton balls. She would dream of a giant cotton ball man murdering her most nights.
She was so terrified that she hardly left the house. She succumbed to the fear and it consumed her entire life.
We all have fears. Some of us are terrified of spiders or heights and some fears are more rational than others.
My main fear is failure. I’m afraid of disappointing others, failing to accomplish my dreams and goals, and failing myself.
Failure will inevitably destroy us if we allow it. It has the power to paralyze our bodies and leave us broken and sedentary.
It makes us tremble, keeps us from leaping into new experiences and challenges. It debilitates our growth process and hinders our ability to learn.
These are my fears, and maybe if you experience the same ones, we can learn…
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