How To Overcome Fear And It's Minions.
Hi everyone, how’re you all doing today? Hopefully well ^_^
Before I start writing to you all I always go through this mantra; “Write from your heart, write from your heart, write from your heart and you’ll be fine.” You know, there hasn't been a time that I've written to you and haven’t felt nervous about it. At times I would even delay writing just for that reason.
So I couldn't be more grateful for a perfect piece of advice I read somewhere, the male writer said; the secret to writing is not to think about it. There isn't really such a thing as ‘writer’s block’ because we always have things going through our minds. The key is not to think, simply write. It has helped me so much, it’s the rule I now go by and till now hasn't failed me. Anyways, here I am.
Fear can, at times, rule a person’s life without them even knowing it. I mean think about it…when was the last time you truly wanted or knew you needed to do something, yet put it off for whatever reason? Whether it was to do it at a later time or make up some excuse in your mind as to why you couldn't go through with it or any other number of excuses? A lot of the time it’s because of our Oh So Determined Frenemy: Fear. And it’s minions.
As my grandmother always says; don’t put off for tomorrow, what you can do today.
As people we were born with the ability to do extraordinary things in our lives.
There are times I've been scared. Terrified out of my mind. I remember one of my 1st major fears. Now you know what it’s like when you’re a kid, carefree and innocent? Taking in all surroundings and experiences? And the way children are so in tune with what they go through in life that it can affect them on a deep level? Well that’s probably why I still remember this as though it was yesterday.
It was the day I had to live without my mother. I was around 10 years old and my mother remained in England whilst my older brother (who was around 11 and a half at the time) and I relocated. It was only three of us at the time. I’d two older brothers. That’s before my two younger brothers and youngest sister was born. Now it's six of us in all.
The irony is that at the time, I thought I was going on an adventure. I can still taste the excitement. Obviously at the time I had no idea my mother wouldn't be living with us nor how drastically our lives were about to change. Even after saying goodbye to my family, the flight taking off and a few hours had passed, I still didn't comprehend why I hadn't seen my mother yet.
Only time would explain that puzzle to me. We no longer lived together. She was my everything and I’d never gone a second without her; to suddenly going everyday without her. I was confused and scared. I eventually understood that I now lived without my mother. And hence would no longer see her every day. I used to silently cry into my pillow at night time hoping she’d be there when I opened my eyes again. I’d hear my brother sobbing in the middle of the night, on my way to the bathroom.
There was nothing to be said or done about it. We were here. It’s all I knew. Why or for how long, I hadn't a clue. So we silently persevered as children do. Every year, I’d see my mother once during the summer vacations. Until we had to leave again.
Leaving. now there’s another word that rocks me to my core. When visiting my mother, the day of flying back was always the worst. I would dread it. I used to feel as though I were about to part with my heart for another year before being re-united with it again.
Words can’t describe the pain I used to feel. Watching my mother stand there, at Heathrow Airport waving goodbye as tears streamed down her face, used to take my soul away. On the flight back I used to feel numb. Being whisked away back to my internal prison. The pain used to be so intense that at the time, it was almost like feeling nothing. Just a dull ache that I’d gotten used to being there.
Those were some of my 1st fears I remember experiencing.
Since then I've had problems keeping people close to me. It all manifested itself the day I fell in love. Everything was perfect…yet later on, out of fear I pushed him away. I couldn't keep him close to me even though I tried. I Had to push him away. At the time I was even self conscious of the fact that I was pushing him away. I knew that I was the happiest I’d been in a very long time and that I Didn't want to do it. Despite that fact, I was still way too scared of fathoming a happy future with him, so I chose the cowardly route instead. Then resented myself for doing it. Then I tried getting him back through every means possible and failed miserably.
To finally realise eight years later…yes u read correctly; eight years later that I’d lost him a long time ago.
Now I live with the humiliation. And shame. Though at the same time I feel proud that I’m still here. My experiences made me who I am today. Yes it’s hard and though it may become even harder, it proves that I’m made of sterner stuff. You are too.
So when Fear sends out one of its minions to do you in, tell them Exactly where to go! Don’t give in! Be strong.
Would you like to know one of the clearest signs that you've overcome your fears and that you’re a strong/indestructible person? The biggest proof is You. Here.
Now.
Breathing.
Living.
Feeling.
Dealing.
What else could be a clearer sign?
When fear comes knocking at your door…if u ever feel weak or unsure and feel that dark void closing in on you, remind yourself just how far you've come in life. And how much further you have to go.
You got through your problems. Issues. Obstacles. And if u haven’t yet. You’re here now, still trudging on, fighting the good fight. Doing your best.
So eff fear and its minions. They Can’t/Won’t/Shan't get the better of you! Remember that. Because you are a strong, able individual who held your own down all these years and continues to do so.
Hold your head up high and never let it get you down. If you fall, push yourself up again, brush yourself off and try again. Always remind yourself that someone else’s method/way of doing things doesn't necessarily need to be yours. You have your own way. It's what got you here, now. You are the answer to conquering fear and it's minions. Reach down inside your heart and soul, find that strength that's been there the whole time, identify it then use it to your advantage.
It isn't about how many times you fall that matters, it’s about how many times u pick yourself up and start again that does.
I believe in you. You do too. Sometimes it takes reminders and life events to remind us of that.
You Are your own super hero. Your super powers reside within you. Never doubt that. They’re what have brought you this far.
Start living by Your rules & what makes You happy.
Every single struggle you've pulled through means the world, they aren't trivial in any sense. You’re a spectacular person for everything you do, have been through and will go through.
Always remind yourself just how important you are, how strong you are and how you have the ability to do anything you put your mind down to doing. Never feel pressured into following someone else’s rules. Abide by your own rules because in the end it’s You who lives your life. No one else.
Good luck and when one of those minions come your way show them the door and shut it tight!
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Like, Comment and Share if it helped you in any way.
Is there any particular situation where fear got the best of you?
If so don’t hesitate to share it in the comments section below because frankly I would love to get some insight into my readers. I write for You. To help you as I've been helped. Whether negative or positive I still look forward to hearing what you think!
How To Overcome Fear And It's Minions.
Ciao and take care :)
Jay’s Tidbit; I Do feel scared a lot of the time especially at the unknown. What I try to do now is feel the fear and do it anyways. That way hopefully I won’t live with too much regret.
Before I start writing to you all I always go through this mantra; “Write from your heart, write from your heart, write from your heart and you’ll be fine.” You know, there hasn't been a time that I've written to you and haven’t felt nervous about it. At times I would even delay writing just for that reason.
So I couldn't be more grateful for a perfect piece of advice I read somewhere, the male writer said; the secret to writing is not to think about it. There isn't really such a thing as ‘writer’s block’ because we always have things going through our minds. The key is not to think, simply write. It has helped me so much, it’s the rule I now go by and till now hasn't failed me. Anyways, here I am.
Fear can, at times, rule a person’s life without them even knowing it. I mean think about it…when was the last time you truly wanted or knew you needed to do something, yet put it off for whatever reason? Whether it was to do it at a later time or make up some excuse in your mind as to why you couldn't go through with it or any other number of excuses? A lot of the time it’s because of our Oh So Determined Frenemy: Fear. And it’s minions.
As my grandmother always says; don’t put off for tomorrow, what you can do today.
As people we were born with the ability to do extraordinary things in our lives.
There are times I've been scared. Terrified out of my mind. I remember one of my 1st major fears. Now you know what it’s like when you’re a kid, carefree and innocent? Taking in all surroundings and experiences? And the way children are so in tune with what they go through in life that it can affect them on a deep level? Well that’s probably why I still remember this as though it was yesterday.
It was the day I had to live without my mother. I was around 10 years old and my mother remained in England whilst my older brother (who was around 11 and a half at the time) and I relocated. It was only three of us at the time. I’d two older brothers. That’s before my two younger brothers and youngest sister was born. Now it's six of us in all.
The irony is that at the time, I thought I was going on an adventure. I can still taste the excitement. Obviously at the time I had no idea my mother wouldn't be living with us nor how drastically our lives were about to change. Even after saying goodbye to my family, the flight taking off and a few hours had passed, I still didn't comprehend why I hadn't seen my mother yet.
Only time would explain that puzzle to me. We no longer lived together. She was my everything and I’d never gone a second without her; to suddenly going everyday without her. I was confused and scared. I eventually understood that I now lived without my mother. And hence would no longer see her every day. I used to silently cry into my pillow at night time hoping she’d be there when I opened my eyes again. I’d hear my brother sobbing in the middle of the night, on my way to the bathroom.
There was nothing to be said or done about it. We were here. It’s all I knew. Why or for how long, I hadn't a clue. So we silently persevered as children do. Every year, I’d see my mother once during the summer vacations. Until we had to leave again.
Leaving. now there’s another word that rocks me to my core. When visiting my mother, the day of flying back was always the worst. I would dread it. I used to feel as though I were about to part with my heart for another year before being re-united with it again.
Words can’t describe the pain I used to feel. Watching my mother stand there, at Heathrow Airport waving goodbye as tears streamed down her face, used to take my soul away. On the flight back I used to feel numb. Being whisked away back to my internal prison. The pain used to be so intense that at the time, it was almost like feeling nothing. Just a dull ache that I’d gotten used to being there.
Those were some of my 1st fears I remember experiencing.
Since then I've had problems keeping people close to me. It all manifested itself the day I fell in love. Everything was perfect…yet later on, out of fear I pushed him away. I couldn't keep him close to me even though I tried. I Had to push him away. At the time I was even self conscious of the fact that I was pushing him away. I knew that I was the happiest I’d been in a very long time and that I Didn't want to do it. Despite that fact, I was still way too scared of fathoming a happy future with him, so I chose the cowardly route instead. Then resented myself for doing it. Then I tried getting him back through every means possible and failed miserably.
To finally realise eight years later…yes u read correctly; eight years later that I’d lost him a long time ago.
Now I live with the humiliation. And shame. Though at the same time I feel proud that I’m still here. My experiences made me who I am today. Yes it’s hard and though it may become even harder, it proves that I’m made of sterner stuff. You are too.
So when Fear sends out one of its minions to do you in, tell them Exactly where to go! Don’t give in! Be strong.
Would you like to know one of the clearest signs that you've overcome your fears and that you’re a strong/indestructible person? The biggest proof is You. Here.
Now.
Breathing.
Living.
Feeling.
Dealing.
What else could be a clearer sign?
When fear comes knocking at your door…if u ever feel weak or unsure and feel that dark void closing in on you, remind yourself just how far you've come in life. And how much further you have to go.
You got through your problems. Issues. Obstacles. And if u haven’t yet. You’re here now, still trudging on, fighting the good fight. Doing your best.
So eff fear and its minions. They Can’t/Won’t/Shan't get the better of you! Remember that. Because you are a strong, able individual who held your own down all these years and continues to do so.
Hold your head up high and never let it get you down. If you fall, push yourself up again, brush yourself off and try again. Always remind yourself that someone else’s method/way of doing things doesn't necessarily need to be yours. You have your own way. It's what got you here, now. You are the answer to conquering fear and it's minions. Reach down inside your heart and soul, find that strength that's been there the whole time, identify it then use it to your advantage.
It isn't about how many times you fall that matters, it’s about how many times u pick yourself up and start again that does.
I believe in you. You do too. Sometimes it takes reminders and life events to remind us of that.
You Are your own super hero. Your super powers reside within you. Never doubt that. They’re what have brought you this far.
Start living by Your rules & what makes You happy.
Every single struggle you've pulled through means the world, they aren't trivial in any sense. You’re a spectacular person for everything you do, have been through and will go through.
Always remind yourself just how important you are, how strong you are and how you have the ability to do anything you put your mind down to doing. Never feel pressured into following someone else’s rules. Abide by your own rules because in the end it’s You who lives your life. No one else.
Good luck and when one of those minions come your way show them the door and shut it tight!
Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Like, Comment and Share if it helped you in any way.
Is there any particular situation where fear got the best of you?
If so don’t hesitate to share it in the comments section below because frankly I would love to get some insight into my readers. I write for You. To help you as I've been helped. Whether negative or positive I still look forward to hearing what you think!
How To Overcome Fear And It's Minions.
Ciao and take care :)
Jay’s Tidbit; I Do feel scared a lot of the time especially at the unknown. What I try to do now is feel the fear and do it anyways. That way hopefully I won’t live with too much regret.
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