afraid of than I’d like to admit. I finally started reading Feel the fear and do it anyway by Susan Jeffers. Before my vacation I had an opportunity to delve deeper into my soul and think about lots of things. I did lots more soul searching while I was in Egypt and realized that I had lots of fears that were holding me back from doing stuff I wanted to do.Apparently it turns out there are more things I am
- I am afraid people might not like me.
- I am afraid of being a bad mother. Unfortunately bad sometimes means too tough and sometimes means too soft. Contradictory I know.
- I am afraid of making phone calls. I have no idea why, but I hate having to call people other than my close friends or family members.
- I am afraid of letting go of things sometimes. I recently went through my clothes in a purge session and found a pair of trousers that I remember buying 3 years before my dad passed away while on a family trip all of us together, that is like around 13 years ago maybe more. Every time I tried giving them away I’d get all sentimental. After a lot of thinking I realized they were more than just a pair of trousers that don’t fit me anymore. They were all these happy memories that I was scared of giving away if I let go of the trousers.
- I am afraid of hurting the people I love so I end up in a state of guilt, stress or unhappiness and sometimes all three together.
It is not that I am crazy or need therapy, not that I’d mind finding someone I could complain to without feeling bad about making them feel bad .
I just think that I could be a much more balanced and happier individual if I dealt with them. Realizing that fear was the underlying motivator in so many of my actions was an eye opener. It feels liberating that now I know why, and that I can deal with each one of these fears. It seems weird that I had never realized it before.
I am loving the book.