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What are you afraid of?

'Untitled' by Ellie Niemeyer
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People scare me. Social situations give me anxiety. Success frightens me. The thought of having everlasting happiness makes me shiver with doubt.

I am afraid of these things. Why? Because they are good. Because they will make things easier. But--if I allow them to, they'll change things. Everything. They'll change me, and my life.

They'll change how I think.

For the longest time, change scared me. I thought I needed to stay the same. I thought I needed to stay afraid. But I can tell you now, as I continue on with my self-discovering journey, that there's nothing to be afraid of. Yes, change is change. Change is new. Change brings experiences. But change is healthy. Change is good.

Spill your fears to me. Tell me, what frightens you?
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  1. sweet like cinnamon13.7.14

    Change is scary. But letting go of fears is all about detaching ourselves from the thoughts of the circumstances of our fears. Just the simple yet not so simple word 'detachment' has helped me move on from fear and other anxieties. Things that keep me from doing other things. It may just be my personality, but I am drawn to help others and sometimes I interfere too much. And I want to help people so much that sometimes I lose myself and think only about 'what can I change about myself so that this person will accept me?" But that is not a good thing. And detachment of other people helped me. If someone doesn't accept you, but you still love them... you need to let go. They may not be worth trying to reach. Thats something that I am always anxious about XP
    xxLizzie

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  2. Tane Hannah14.7.14

    I'm afraid of making a fool of myself in front of people who I know and (sometimes) really like. I'm 'afraid' that if they knew the 'real me', they wouldn't like me at all.
    And, I am still afraid of change.

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  3. Jenny Jiang14.7.14

    The thing that I'm the most afraid of is failing at life. But you're right, change is good. It happens whether anyone likes it or not.

    (I nominated you: http://artsypeacock.blogspot.com/2014/07/the-sunshine-award.html)

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