“I’m afraid,” my daughter whispered as I tucked her into bed the other night.
“What are you afraid of?” I asked.
“Sharks,” she confided.
We live in Kansas, so there aren’t any sharks in her immediate vicinity right now.
I took her seriously, because to an imaginative 5 year old, shark attacks on the high plains COULD happen, and we talked about how far away we are from the ocean. It was a real example of a strong, but thoroughly unjustified, fear.⠀
What do you have to lose if you try and fail? I’m not saying fear isn’t real, because it certainly is. But what is on the other side of your fear?