There exists, in every living creature, an emotion so permeating and strong that it is simply primal. It drives nearly every decision we make from the time we wake up until our head hits the pillow. This devious little emotion has been the cause of the vast majority of regrets that haunt us, from the cradle to the grave. It can drive a person mad. It can bring depression and anxiety upon someone like a fog. It has been the fatal factor in many relationships that would have otherwise flourished. It holds us back yet can make us run.
Fear. Not just the terrorizing kind we feel if we are being threatened at gunpoint, but the little, nagging voice of fear that we hear in our heads everyday. Yes, there is a time and place for fear. It can be healthy and helpful. It prevents us from getting hit by a car on a busy highway. Without some degree of fear, most of us would be dead by age 2. Yet, why is it that humans can be over-taken, and often frozen by fear? Did our ancestors worry about every little thing that could go wrong? Perhaps the lightning fast speed of our technologically advanced society continually perpetuates fear. We have so many choices; What if we make the wrong one?
I don’t know about anybody else, but I don’t want to look back 30 years from now with regret. I don’t want to live with angst in my heart knowing that I could have achieved my dreams, were it not for fear. I have already lost out on so much simply because I was afraid of what might happen. I’ve missed out on being fully present in some amazing moments because my anxiety-ridden mind wouldn’t pause, even for five minutes. The fear of what people might think of me has held me hostage in situations and roles for far longer than necessary.