Overcoming Fear
“Do one thing every day that scares you”
Eleanor Roosevelt
“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself”
Franklin D. Roosevelt
Everybody on the planet has more than one fear. Some are more severe than others; some are understandable while others are trivial. Fear is mostly mental. Fear is a menacing part of life. Fear is frightening. Fear is an exciting part of life. Without fear there would be less control in the world. Fear brings notable traits such as perseverance and determinism. Fear is an intimidating thing but it can bring good to a person’s life.
Personally, I have a fear of death. It could happen any day, any time and any way and there is no way you can control it. I never thought death could happen at a young age. I grew up in a sheltered household and I wasn’t really introduced to death as an adolescent. When a fish died I got a new one, when my dog Sammy died I had just gotten a puppy before that and I never grasped the fact that Sammy was dead. My parents always beat around the bush at subjects like death. I am fortunate enough to have all of my immediate family (Including great grandparents) still alive and kicking. Before the end of fifth grade I had no idea I could lose someone so fast. Before the end of fifth grade I had no idea that those horrible things on the news could affect me.
My fear of death rooted from one event, this one event changed my outlook on life and it instilled fear into day-to-day moments. I had more fear than a normal 11 year old should have in their life. My fear of death all started in the month of July, it was 5 weeks after my last day of fifth grade and a few days after my birthday. I remember the day very vividly (which is odd because I don’t remember much of grade school.) I remember my mom walking into my room, I remember her face, I remember her tone. She looked sick but not like sinus sick she was pale and had dried tears. I knew something was wrong.
“I don’t know how to go about this…”
Dad walks in
Eleanor Roosevelt
“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself”
Franklin D. Roosevelt
Everybody on the planet has more than one fear. Some are more severe than others; some are understandable while others are trivial. Fear is mostly mental. Fear is a menacing part of life. Fear is frightening. Fear is an exciting part of life. Without fear there would be less control in the world. Fear brings notable traits such as perseverance and determinism. Fear is an intimidating thing but it can bring good to a person’s life.
Personally, I have a fear of death. It could happen any day, any time and any way and there is no way you can control it. I never thought death could happen at a young age. I grew up in a sheltered household and I wasn’t really introduced to death as an adolescent. When a fish died I got a new one, when my dog Sammy died I had just gotten a puppy before that and I never grasped the fact that Sammy was dead. My parents always beat around the bush at subjects like death. I am fortunate enough to have all of my immediate family (Including great grandparents) still alive and kicking. Before the end of fifth grade I had no idea I could lose someone so fast. Before the end of fifth grade I had no idea that those horrible things on the news could affect me.
My fear of death rooted from one event, this one event changed my outlook on life and it instilled fear into day-to-day moments. I had more fear than a normal 11 year old should have in their life. My fear of death all started in the month of July, it was 5 weeks after my last day of fifth grade and a few days after my birthday. I remember the day very vividly (which is odd because I don’t remember much of grade school.) I remember my mom walking into my room, I remember her face, I remember her tone. She looked sick but not like sinus sick she was pale and had dried tears. I knew something was wrong.
“I don’t know how to go about this…”
Dad walks in