It will crush your spirit faster than you can repeat it.
It can make you feel tiny and inferior to anyone and everyone else around.
Its the dirtiest word you can believe and if you let it make an impression on you, it can be paralyzing.
Fear grapples at your jugular trying to gain a foot hold to control your actions.
Fear locks out the light in your vision. Becomes the clouds dampening rays of hope and warmth of belief.
Fear is the number one killer of dreams an aspirations and kills hope faster than failure ever could.
It comes along for the ride whenever you and creativity plan a road trip.
Shows up at the party when it’s not invited. It’s the loud talker, and the one with no personal bubble that babbles on endlessly with conviction about how wrong you are and how your ideas suck. How you suck.
Fear has stolen years of my life; like a bad boyfriend.
The one that always talks you down and spits on your ideas. Tells you how that will never work and even if it would, you’d never be able to accomplish it anyway.
Fear steals away all the good.
Fear of being a failure. Fear of not being good enough. Fear of losing. Fear of never having. Fear of success.
Am I pretty enough? Am I smart enough? What makes me think I can teach someone else what I know. Who am I to think I can do this? Am I thin enough? Am I as good as…?
How much of your life will you let fear steal away from you?
It’s time to kick that son of a bitch to the curb. It’s time for him to leave.
He has no place here.