I like and dislike the moments when I realize I had been being silly. And by silly I mean I had had frivolous fears or maybe not so frivolous ones that were serious yet unrealistic.
I like the sense of relief when the fear is past. And I like laughing at myself. And I like the sense of accomplishment. And I like that I can enjoy things even more than I usually would if I hadn't just tread of the foot of fear.
I don't like thinking of the possibility of things going wrong as a result of fears. Or thinking about how I could get in a state of being to wrapped up in silly fear to experience life. Or thinking about how my silly fears could harm other people.
I don't think I'll ever stop having silly fears permanently but I think I would do well by addressing the silly fear immediately instead of letting it fester like a banana in the hot hot desert sun.
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