Where did they come from? Why are they so powerful? What gives them power?
There are many types of fears and some of them are quite valid but that is for another post. This post has to do with the silly fears developed in my younger years and are completely ridiculous for the woman I am today.
Lucy and I have had many conversations about fears…mostly mine. She seems to be afraid of nothing. Well, wait a minute; she has a fear of needles…Big Sissy! Anyway, during these discussions I realized that I use to be pretty much, afraid of breathing! Every time a subject came up, I would say, “oh, I use to be afraid…” or “I’m afraid of…” Shoot! Was there anything in my life that I was not afraid of??? These conversations sparked much hysterical laughter and endless daunting from Lucy. But through these conversations I was…
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