Happy Wednesday! Today, the lovely ladies and I are talking about our fears. Oh fears, I have'em. LOL
I'm going to do my top three. I could do more, but I've got a book to finish so I'm limiting myself to three. :-) So here it goes...
1. Spiders - this is the first things that pop into my head when I think of fears. I've always been afraid of them... Logically, I can tell myself it's silly, but I see one and I freeze...or run screaming, arms flailing in the opposite direction if that's a viable option. Luckily, I have a husband and son who are willing to terminate any that come around me. If I'm alone... objects get thrown across the room at the devil's spawn. My aim has gotten pretty good.
2. Heights - I can't do rollercoasters, much to my family's dismy, and I'm wary of climbing things or being high up. Heights are not something I enjoy. Oddly, I don't have a problem with flying, and even enjoy the window seat. *shrug* I think some of it is I'm not the most graceful person. I manage to trip on fall over air on the safe, flat ground. Why add dangerous heights that could result in my gruesome death into the mix? That's just not smart, people.
3. Failure - I'm going deep here, folks. LOL Not an outside, tangible thing here. This is a fear that can be paralyzing. I'm my own worst enemy, to be honest. The biggest thing in my way. When I find myself in a cycle of self-sabatoge, often not realizing I'm doing it right away, the root of it is always fear of failure. Of falling flat on my face, of not being able to meet expections. And it's easier to say I wasn't able to do something because an outside force interfered than to admit I failed. Because who wants to fail. Not me!
And that's it, my darlings.
Check out what the other ladies said this week...
Kellie St. James
Until next week. :)