The thing about fear is....
You know what?
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Fear doesn't deserve a thing.
The day I let fear have a thing is the day I don't let love conquer all things.
Fear is rooted in lies. It's the residual scum that lays dormant after negative past experiences. It seeps into the present with messages like "You're not good enough", "You can't do it", "They won't like you", "You're damaged"...subtle enough to shift my beliefs without me even noticing. Fear loves to create a cozy little world of insecurity where even the most positive new opportunities in my life can die as they do battle with a monster named COMPARISON. Fear is the blanket hiding all of my flaws and imperfections; magnifying them instead of letting the power of vulnerability slowly change them into the beauty of being human.
So why does fear exist?
That's easy.
Fear exists to make me better.
And if there is something I have learned about conquering fear, it's that better doesn't always mean safer.
