Scared and Afraid.

I’ve always been afraid of doing new stuff;trying new styles; meeting new people; moving homes, you name it. So I know what’s it means to be afraid; to be scared stiff.
I’ve looked back in my life (honestly) and realised that there are rules of bieng scared. Yes, even afraid has its own principles that guide you. These are
1)Not knowing yourself. This stems from looking at yourself from other people’s eyes; especially if these people have a low opinion of you. It more like underestimating your skills,abilities and capabilities.
2)Seeing situations in your life with your mental eyes but not actually taking a step in confronting them. You literally talk yourself out of doing something that would have been of great impact. You convince yourself that you can’t do it. Then when another situation arises, you easily convince yourself that you can’t handle it from previous experience hence get into a vicious cycle. Soon enough, you can’t handle anything and you don’t know how it came to be that way.
3)Avoiding to do somethings because it might be a cause of embarrassment to you or because people might have a low opinion of you.
4) Watching and waiting for things to happen by assuming that they are gonna happen by themselves.
Fear in itself constitutes lack of courage. It snuffs off the energy that motivates change. It creeps from one area of life into another and if left untrimmed it chokes life out of a person.
5)Keeping score of the failures and forgetting past successes. Concentrate really hard on how you flopped each and every time till you can sing how bad you are.

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I’ve been warned and forewarned of the dangers of engaging in some ‘risky’ behaviours. Truth be told, I have urges. They surge through my body like blood. My dreams nudge me towards a path unknown to me. So green, so compelling are my goals, that I move towards them, until I cast my mind to the harsh words of the warnings. No, I’m not looking back there. I’ll throw unnecessary caution to the dogs (winds).
I’ll move mountains to the coasts,
I’ll charge the hills and purge the valleys,
The scourge of my sting, shall overwhelm my fears, and they shall be no more.

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