Fears

There has always been something that I have always wanted to do. Conquor my fears. I know it is near impossible to conquor all of one’s fears, but one must start somewhere right?

Here is a list of some of my fears.

Never being good enough. Thanks to my dad for this one. Never did he tell me that what I was doing was good enough, instead it was always, ‘Boy why didn’t you do it this way? Doing it this way would have made it good enough. The way that you did it is not good enough.’

Heights. I figure that is standard enough. I have a fear of heights, but yet for some odd reason, I love to fly. The higher I am the better.

Never being someone’s something. I have a small fear of dying alone.

The dark. Well not the dark in itself, but what I imagine to be in the dark. I have an overactive imagination sometimes.

Trust. I need to learn to conquor my fear of trusting people. But how does one do that when the only people that I have ever truly trusted, destroy that trust?

Success. I have a fear of being successful. Thanks again dad.

~Remember that every betrayal begins with trust.~