I am afraid, my friends.
Tomorrow, I will be on a plane for hours flying from Pennsylvania to California. This is the first time I will be on a plane since I was fifteen years old. For hours, there will be no where else to go but the space on the plane, and that makes me a tad bit nervous. I do not have claustrophobia, but it is a bit scary since it has been so long since I’ve been in the air. Plus, this will be the first time I will be anywhere past Ohio. I am afraid.
But, I am going to get on that plane anyway.
A lot of things make me afraid. My fears are usually weirdly abstract things like letting people down or things like that. I do have the normal fears that an average person may have like drowning and heights. Sometimes, these fears can put me into an absolute panic, and I will very nearly not move forward in my life.
But, I move forward.
There are a lot of fears about fear and how it affects us all.
“We have nothing else to fear but fear itself”
“Fear doesn’t shut you down; it wakes you up”
I am a nervous person sometimes, but I am one of the bravest people I know. Even when fear pushes me up against life’s wall and all I want to do is shut down, I push forward through my own fears to complete whatever I need to complete. Whether that fear stays with me after I am finished or evaporates, it does not matter one bit. I will always keep moving forward and never back up.
I may be quiet, but I have quiet strength.
Believe me; I get that some people thing I am a quiet, shy person, but I am not. No matter what life tries to throw at me, I am unshakeable.
I keep on flying.