Thursday, June 20, 2013

No Fear - And What It Means To Me


I have a two words tattooed on my right wrist. “No Fear”, a simple message for which I have received equal amounts of scorn and praise. The scorn is meaningless to me but the tattoo means a lot. It's a reminder on days when everything I'm trying to accomplish doesn't seem worth it for the struggle of what I've already overcome and also a tribute to someone who I knew once who was a truly fearless person.

As a kid I had many fears and phobias, some that if people who know me now knew me then, they wouldn't believe it. I hardly believe it, looking back but I know it was true. I also had nightmares and night terrors often. I'm not sure if my plethora of fears came from the nightmares or my nightmares came from the fears but I can't even remember the last time I had something that could be called a nightmare.

I don't remember ever consciously making a choice to face my fears and eliminate them one by one but now I only have a handful of fears that leave me with a general sense of uneasiness. I have to deal with these because some of them prevent me from achieving things I still want to do with my life.

When people ask me how to face fears, I feel the best way is to pretty much throw yourself into a situation where you have np choice but to deal with it, but that's not an easy thing to do. I also don't want people putting themselves in potentially deadly and dangerous situations, trying to follow my advice.
An approach people seem to think will help is evaluating why they are afraid of something. In my opinion people spend way too much time evaluating and analyzing every little detail of their life. It's okay to evaluate every now and again but strong, irrational emotions like love and fear are not worth trying to break down. Your brain (yes brain, not heart, that's a just a muscle spazzing out and getting shocked constantly by signals from your brain – it's not guiding you in anyway) is doing some fuckery which is causing these things called feelings. Your brain is always up to some fuckery, for good or bad who really knows.
I don't see people trying to understand tastes, I mean everyone seems to accept that they like and don't like things. I see fear similarily, you can overcome fears like you can develop a palette for certain flavours but you don't need to spend months looking as why you like and don't like certain foods to develop a liking for new flavours.
If throwing yourself at the fear isn't an option and you want to try to find a way to deal with it than I think small victories make a huge difference. Say it's dealing with spiders. Start with naming ones you see (people bond to things with names), sit in a room with one or near a web outside, take time to watch their movements (their interesting creatures to watch – but I'm strange that way). Eventually you should just start being comfortable with them. I hold them in my hand with no problems. The feelings of fear and disgusts start to dissolve when understanding starts happening. Anyway that's my approach.

I mentioned earlier that I need the reminder even if I tend not to be afraid of things. I need it because overcoming fear is an accomplishment and people hardly ever give themselves as much credit for an accomplishment as they do criticism for a failure. You should always acknowledge when you do something right, but not to the point of being an ass about it. I give myself a lot of criticism for not meeting the high standards I set for myself but I'm acknowledging that I have some worthwhile abilities I should recognize more often. Self-respect is hard to achieve.

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