When did that happen? Was I always afraid of my life? What am I afraid of? I'm afraid of men, relationships, rejection, not being good enough. I am 54 years old and I have limited myself most of my life. Fear serves no purpose. What was I waiting for ? Waiting to be better, smarter, prettier, thiner, richer???
So, now that I have identified the reality, what do I do? I don't think I was always afraid. I think that happened after my mom died and I mad my worst fears come true. Intense grief contributed to me making every bad decision possible. I made my life so much harder than it had to be.
When my mom was alive, I was fearless. I was not afraid to do anything. So what happened?
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
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