Oh Fear, you are a heartless bitch! You take things away from me far too often. You have me doing things and saying things that I would never do without you. You make me feel things that are bad. You make me lonely and tired. Everything about you is bad!
Or is it…
I suppose that without fear there is no caution. Caution can be a good thing. It makes me think things through and helps keep me safe. It stops me from being stupid (well, some of the time). It protects me.
Okay, Fear, I guess you can stick around but there must be some ground rules! Don’t get in my face so much! Respect the personal bubble space, please. Appear when I need you, but allow me to work with you so I can see reason. Do not blind me! I have to see my choices. Do not push me into situations that I would never even approach without you screaming in my ears! Whisper, so I can hear myself think.
Have we got a deal?