I wasn’t always afraid of heights. As a kid, I climbed trees and swung from the monkey bars – and you did, too, didn’t you? So what happened between ages 10 and age 40 that made me (us) incapable of standing on the edge of anything?
What happened was that somewhere along the way, I let fear close a door. And after it closed one door, it closed others, until I was not just afraid of heights, but afraid to ride my bicycle too fast, or even climb a ladder. “My life is fine without those things,” I thought. Then, a botched surgery and a brush with death revealed to me that fear had been making my decisions for a very long time. I promised that if I could just survive the surgical aftermath, I would live life like there was no tomorrow.
Easier said than done. Armed with a second chance, I charged full-steam ahead, but my knees were knocking the whole way. Here are three lessons I learned about fear.
1. Fear and discomfort are two different things (but they often masquerade as the same).
We hate discomfort: the minute we feel our hands shake, or our hearts race, we say, “Oh, I can’t do that, I’m too afraid.” …Continue reading at InspireMeToday.com.
Janice is a National Geographic author, an international speaker, and an award-winning CEO.
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