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My son starts preschool tomorrow and I'm a little scared for him. I know that it will be fine and a great experience for him, but I'm taking on this anxiety on his behalf. I'm scared because he is growing up so fast.

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i've been fighting fears all summer. i wish i could say it was by choice but it hasn't been. every day, i try to thank god for the challenge (because i'm sure its making me stronger or smarter or more caring or something) but now and then it really does get overwhelming. then that passes too.

Hello!
I love your blog, and this post! I totally relate to "what sacres you?"... I posted about that very topic this summer: http://acapellasouljourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/personal-precription.html

Yes...As Eleanor Roosevelt said "Do one thing everyday that scares you."! That inspires and reminds me to keep expanding the "horizons of my vision" and it goeshand it hand beautifully with the Mondo Beyondo list which I read about it, and you atInspire Me Thursday. I look forward to revisiting your blog. Have a Mondo Beyondo Day!

I always fear I'll leave this earth without leaving an impression. I find myself responding out of that feel sometimes- giving in ways that hopefully change lives...
I am scared to worship in front of my husband. It's ridiculous but I will not sing with him unless I am singing a silly song. Put on something serious or a song of praise and I clam up and get self conscious of my voice. He compares it to not wanting to be naked so obviously it's an issue we are working on...

Watching my husband suffering with insomnia and heartache over mistakes he has made regarding the financial stewardship of our family right now.
He has always been my strong leader.

I am afraid of being lonely and/or forgotten. And so I have packed up my things and moved to England for a year. When I got here (yesterday), I looked around my room and thought, "What have you done?" But within about 30 minutes, I had met someone nice, and within a few hours, I'd gotten e-mails from people from home who miss me.

I am afraid of never fully learning the lesson that people don't forget me just because I'm not there.

I fluctuate between being bored at work and thinking I'm not smart enough to do this job. I feel like a fake and that if I lost my job, I couldn't get a similar one because I'm not "really" qualified. Funny thing is, except for one client that I don't mesh with on any level, no one has ever expressed doubts about my performance.

I wish I knew what I really loved to do and could have my own business doing it. I'm scared that this is not it, but it's flexible and pays the bills.

I'm scared I'm always going to be alone. :-(

I'm thankful that you asked this question, and I'm thankful for the opportunity to read everyone's responses. Even though rationally I know we all have fears, I forget; and end up feeling like a lone, shrivelled up little scared person. I like these reminders that we are all sublimely human.

I don't know which i'm more scared of: failure or success. I've always been positioned as the 'brainy' one in my family and so I am absolutely terrified of failing at an intellectual, academic endeavour-- because I've let it define too much of who I am. On the other hand, I'm scared of branching out and being successful creatively (via writing, sketching, making a children's book-- someone else mentioned this too!) because i don't know what that means for me. It's always something that gets pushed away, hidden or left unnurtured, palmed off as frivolous. Really branching out like this would involve a re-definition of self I think, and that's scary because it means that I would have to let go over the carefully created illusion that I have control over everything in my life.

Letting go is the most terrifying and liberating thing you can do I guess...

I was terrified of re-approaching an executive in the writing world after my last email went unanswered, but I made myself do it and now my book is being reviewed by a literary agent!

I love that message. <3

Um, I didn't mean to post that 3 times...sorry!

I'm scared of pretty much anything I don't already know I'm good at - sports have always been my thing. A few years back, I signed up to be in a pageant. A beauty pageant. I had to speak in front of people, wear a bathingsuit AND high heels in front of an audience and come up with a performable talent. It was scary but I lived through it...and won Miss Congeniality.

I'm scared of pretty much anything I don't already know I'm good at - sports have always been my thing. A few years back, I signed up to be in a pageant. A beauty pageant. I had to speak in front of people, wear a bathingsuit AND high heels in front of an audience and come up with a performable talent. It was scary but I lived through it...and won Miss Congeniality.

I'm scared of pretty much anything I don't already know I'm good at - sports have always been my thing. A few years back, I signed up to be in a pageant. A beauty pageant. I had to speak in front of people, wear a bathingsuit AND high heels in front of an audience and come up with a performable talent. It was scary but I lived through it...and won Miss Congeniality.

I have been thinking about this alot lately - whay aren't I achieving all the things I want to? And I realised it's because I'm scared of failure. I don't even start because I'm worried I won't be good enough. But I'm working on this and have started taking baby steps towards my dreams.

I'm also scared to get pregnant again. My wonderful son is 18 months old and I really want him to have a sibling... but I'm scared. I'm scared of another horrendous labour, I'm scared that I won't have the one-on-one time I have had with my son, I'm scared I'll never get any time to myself ever again, I'm scared I'll never lose all the extra weight I've put on and feel sexy again, I'm scared that I won't find as much love in my heart for baby no.2 as I did for my son, I'm scared I'll never get to pursue my own dreams. Then I look at my beautiful little boy, and think of all the joy he brings us and I know that I need to have another baby and I need to get over these fears - but it's hard.

I am also so scared of one of my loved ones dying. My mum has had breast cancer twice in the last 3 years and this fear has been almost overwhelming at times. Since my son was born I have felt the paralysising fear of what if I lost him. I can't imagine how I would go on..

what if she doesn't know how much?
(that's what scares me.)

I'm afraid my pictures aren't good enough to start my own business as a photographer. I'm afraid to leave my current job due to financial reasons. And, I read this comment and realized I'm one of these -
"but I'm most afraid of becoming one of those people who always complaints about their job and never does anything about it."

I've been talking about leaving for 6 of the 7 years I've been working at my current job. I'm afraid that if I leave, I won't be able to find another job or be successful running my own business. I'm full of fear! I didn't realize just how much until I wrote this. Hmmm...

What a great question.

I am scared of following my writing passion...outside of my job as a writer, and actually pursuing getting stories published. Step I can take: I can start looking for publishers and send them a teaser of a children's book.

I am scared of learning to ski or snowboard (visions of falling down a mountain fill my head). I can't do anything about it now, but this winter, I can at least take a lesson.

Thank you for the push!

You really touched me with this today. I've been thinking about this a lot lately.
Most of all, I think, I'm scared of changes beyond my control. At the same time that's the beauty of it, too. To jump into the cold waters. To trust God to hold you, to lead you to bigger things than your own little mind can imagine. Sometimes with me it's one step up and two steps back. But I'm learning, again and again.

What a great question.
Just what I needed to day.
I'm scared of saying yes, of success, of putting my words out there (sending writing end for publication).
So, this week, I will submit.
Just the nudge I needed.

Sadly I have many fears. These fears are relatively new - as I've gotten older I find I keep getting more and more scared.

1. I am scared to fly.
2. I am scared of roller coasters.
3. I am scared of dying alone.
4. I am scared I won't be able to have children.
5. I am and have always been scared that I am not good enough...because of this fear I mold myself into what others want me to be instead of being myself. And...that is what scares me most...not being myself.

¡felicidades!

Dance class is one of the scariest things I've done. But I've had a lot of fun, even if it's hard and I'm terrible.

I'm also really scared of quiting my job, but I'm most afraid of becoming one of those people who always complaints about their job and never does anything about it.

Good luck!

Hi Andrea, Great question and thank you for putting it out there for all to participate. What scares me is the idea of going through life and being too preoccupied with the past to enjoy the present. I am scared of wasting time in life worrying about people who are negative, critical and lack compassion. I'm sometimes scared that I will never get around to telling my story. I am scared of ever letting a single day go by without letting the people I love know how deeply I love them (I tell my husband and son everyday-even that is not enough)but old friends, new friends and extended family(even when they have hurt me).-Leia

This time last year, I could only dream of being able to balance on a skateboard. Now I can handle myself with grace and strength. I can drop in on 6ft halfpipes, and carve the bowls.

Last night I was terrified to join the Old Boys at their secret skate spot. I am the only girl they have invited there, and I was afraid I wouldn't live up to their expectations (though they know full well my skill level). But I went. And while I still am no where near their capabilities on a board, I held my own (and even got a few video clips of the Old Boys).

Keep on dreaming!

Andrea- what a good question. I totally understand your being scared to take a Spanish class- especially Advanced Spanish Conversation. In high school that was the only class that I couldn't seem to get an A in no matter how hard I tried. I then took it in college because I love the culture and all the fun I had in high school. It was certainly my goof off class because of all the different and fun activities we did. I eventually majored in Spanish, and not because I wanted to teach it but because I loved the scared feeling I would get in my stomach when the teacher would talk to me and I would only understand a couple of words, and the accomplishment I felt when I started understanding more and more.

Now as I look back (I actually became a Spanish High school teacher) having taught Spanish in high school and realizing how little and much I know about the language. I think the scariest step I could take is to interview for a job at a local community college to do some adjunct Spanish teaching.

a.) I'm pregnant and super scared of labor and delivery
b.) I'm pregnant and super scared that I'll spend every waking second of the last 12 weeks of my pregnancy being super scared of labor and delivery
c.) I'm scared of being a horrible stepmother to my two step-children.
d.) I'm scared that I'll love my own child more than my stepchildren, thus making them feel horrible.
e.) I'm scared of worrying myself sick about my baby all the time.

I am scared of being in front of a lot of people, I am trying to overcome it by being in a local fashion show. Everytime I think of walking down the runway it makes me sick to my stomach. What was I thinking? I can't think about it.

I've been thinking about this a lot because at times I think it has stopped me from really enjoying life to the fullest. Fear can freeze me up. On the other hand facing a fear has really lead to some amazing experiences in life.
So here it goes:
-Fear of other people not liking something I do or say, or just not liking me in general.
-Fear of failure. Like in selling things I make, create.
-Fear of dying alone.
Thank you for talking about this and asking the question. Your blog has always been enjoyable and inspiring.

I've been thinking about this a lot because at times I think it has stopped me from really enjoying life to the fullest. Fear can freeze me up. On the other hand facing a fear has really lead to some amazing experiences in life.
So here it goes:
-Fear of other people not liking something I do or say, or just not liking me in general.
-Fear of failure. Like in selling things I make, create.
-Fear of dying alone.
Thank you for talking about this and asking the question. Your blog has always been enjoyable and inspiring.

I've been thinking about this a lot because at times I think it has stopped me from really enjoying life to the fullest. Fear can freeze me up. On the other hand facing a fear has really lead to some amazing experiences in life.
So here it goes:
-Fear of other people not liking something I do or say, or just not liking me in general.
-Fear of failure. Like in selling things I make, create.
-Fear of dying alone.
Thank you for talking about this and asking the question. Your blog has always been enjoyable and inspiring.

What scares me is that something will happen to my daughter. Or something will happen to me and I won't be here to raise her.(she's only 9) It is a worry shared by other single parents I know as well. I have no extended family members, so my friends and I have made a pact to take care of each other's children should the worst happen to any of us. But still... it's my biggest fear.

Being beautiful.

I am scared of the rejection letter. Even though I publish and know I can write, every time it scares me to death and keeps me from total immersion in the one thing I love the most.

Thanks for the great post Andrea!

I am scared of having a blog
I am scared of not living live fully with gusto
I am scared of poodles

Thanks for the great post Andrea!

I am scared of having a blog
I am scared of not living live fully with gusto
I am scared of poodles

Oh Oh Oh!!!
My very dear friend, Elizabeth August, sings at Glide! (at least I think she still does. I haven't heard since we moved to Portland!) She's fun and cool and a fantabulous singer. You should look her up!

How is it that you always manage, amongst everything else you do, to make your readers really ponder? I love that!

Have a beautiful day, Andrea.

I think what scares me most is the prospect of seeing a few people that I went to high school with on Friday. Will I measure up? Will they notice the extra lumps and bumps? Will I immediately shrink back into the person I used to be in high school. Self conscious, sad and angry? Always in some way unable to measure up???

Facing my step mother scares me most. She has this way of making me feel absolutely and undeniably worthless. Like garbage. I go to their house and I feel like the walls are telling me to "get out". I haven't seen her in a year because I finally made the decision to stand up for myself and to stop the mental breakdowns that would always happen before going to see my dad.

What scares me is finally volunteering for a cause that I believe in, what scares me is losing weight and feeling vulnerable because of it.. holy crap I've got alot of fears...

thank you for this andrea...

i'm scared of the modern dance class i'm on my way to this morning... but i'm on my way, stomach butterflies and all!

Funny coincidence but I actually wrote an entry on this last Sunday.

"I will always try my hardest but I worry I will never be enough. That I will disappoint the people who believe in me. I worry the people closest to me are the ones with the most reasons to go away."

It is good to know that I am not the only one who sometimes feel a wee bit vulnerable =)

I am loving these questions. Thank you...it's making me think much more than I normally would force myself to.

What scares me? Several things...
-getting back into scrapbooking after taking over a year break
-taking a day just for myself...will it bring things up that I'm dealing with and trying to ignore?
-meeting strangers that could be friends. I seem to be so comfortable and don't get out there and invite in people that could become great friends.

before I quit my job I was terrified of how I would manage...one day I just quit and I have managed very nicely!
through a lot of self help books I figured out I was afraid of success. can you believe that? not anymore!

turning down 2 job offers...
and taking a chance on myself.

i am just starting my photography business.

so scary.

i love your blog and find such inspiration here.

xx
jill

Wow--I love this. Karleigh nailed my big fear of the moment, deciding to have a child. We are going through infertility treatment and my daily terrors vacillate between having the treatment work (omg--then we'd be pregnant and our lives would change forever!) and having it not work (will we never be able to conceive? will my life look like this forever?). Anything worth doing in life has to be a bit scary, no?

Wow--I love this. Karleigh nailed my big fear of the moment, deciding to have a child. We are going through infertility treatment and my daily terrors vacillate between having the treatment work (omg--then we'd be pregnant and our lives would change forever!) and having it not work (will we never be able to conceive? will my life look like this forever?). Anything worth doing in life has to be a bit scary, no?

germs in a public bathroom scare the shit out me.
so does living a mediocre life.
remaining stuck.
stunted growth.

I was terrified to send my check in to artfest this morning. Who will babysit? Will my husband be supportive of me going? Can I afford to go?

Yet I just felt the universe calling me to go the minute I stumbled on the announcement yesterday on someone's blog.

This is just so perfect for me today.

I feel buoyed up knowing you signed up for the spanish class.

I do believe so much can follow taking a leap.

Love to you
Thea

Surgery scares me. Just the thought of anesthesia and strangers with sharp instruments invading my body gives me the shivers. No thank you.

Attempting to sell something I've made. I'm slowly getting ready to take the leap. I've got the etsy account, I have Creating Web Pages for Dummies (even though I am not a dummy!) and I'm saving up for a digital camera. One day...

Teaching. I'm afraid I don't know enough to teach someone else. Silly or not, it's what scares me. But I'm starting with tutoring. One-on-one. One baby step at a time...

This is such a fantastic entry. Yay for spanish!

Right now I'm back in school finishing my undergrad degree, and that scares me. That I'm going for writing scares me even more!

I also just took on the very daunting task of raising a puppy - also scary!

Many things scare me, but the ones that come to mind first are: losing my memory, losing my sight and losing one of my siblings or parents. As for less tragic things that really scare me, learning something new, like a different language or how to work something electronic, has always scared me.

I really enjoy reading your blog Andrea. You are an inspiration for those of us who seem to be sitting back waiting for life to happen when the truth is we need to get out there and go after our dreams!

Scared of saying 'yes, let's try for a baby now'. it's huuuuge. I mean, I have everything 'ready'. This isn't getting another cat. This is EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED. When you realise you have your life long dream at your finger tips....it's not as easy to grab as you think.

I'm scared of that cactus. LOL (No, seriously.)

I'm scared of being stung by a bee (never have been before; you will find me avoiding bees while out and about, but not honey bees, hmph, strange).

I'm scared of breaking a bone (none confirmed yet, though a suspected toe and rib).

I'm scared of the gremlins that threaten to take me into a downward spiral that is like quicksand to try and get out of.

I'm scared of that cactus. LOL (No, seriously.)

I'm scared of being stung by a bee (never have been before; you will find me avoiding bees while out and about, but not honey bees, hmph, strange).

I'm scared of breaking a bone (none confirmed yet, though a suspected toe and rib).

I'm scared of the gremlins that threaten to take me into a downward spiral that is like quicksand to try and get out of.

What scares me?. I am scared of being 36 years old and never, ever, having had someone love me as much as I have loved.

That scares me.
Maybe I am not lovable enough or I love too much, even for my own good.

Love I am scared of dying without ever feeling I was loved, and knowing I have loved and done so with all my heart, is no consolation.

Diana
Tijuana, B.C. Mexico.

I had my gall bladder removed a month ago, but before I knew what was going on with me (gall bladder attacks) it felt like I was facing death. If you have had a gall bladder attack you know what I mean!
I have never been afraid of dying, but now that I have children the thought of not being around for them for a long, long time scares to pieces.

This is such a good question Andrea, I'm so glad you offered it to us to ponder. As I think about it, I believe one of the things that scares me the most is making conscious decisions to be myself. As I grow and learn more about how I want to live my life I find that the road begins to fork and I am going to have to follow the path that is less traveled. Sometimes I'm not sure if I have the bravery that takes, to consciously change and go the direction that I feel is better for myself. It is so much easier to follow the conventional way. But that is not for me, therefore little daily decisions have begun to transform my life. It is so challenging to get outside of myself and stop worrying about what others will think, scary even. But I am finding more and more that there are those who have chosen this lesser traveled path and they give me hope and strength to make these decisions that take all my bravery at times.
And you, my dear, and your words are one of those people that have given me strength and hope here lately. Thank you.