On Fear

Such as a strong title isn’t it? If not, maybe a bit. While I was
growing up, I had never really come across to recognizing what my
deepest fear was. But I always knew that I’m afraid of getting rejected
and consequently, being dejected and isolated. That’s probably the
reason why I was always nice to people. And when I work, I always
wanted things to turn out as perfect as they could be. I always wanted
people to like me, be proud of me, see how great I am. I’ve also wanted
to show them that they could not just push me around.

But then of course, as I grow older (like most of us do), I realized
that rejection, dejection and occassional isolation is inevitable (like
the most of us have). They grow irrelevant as time passes; but not
necessarily disappear. New, deeper fears just begin to pile up. They
may show us different faces like death or breaking up with someone
special; but ultimately, it’s all about the fear of losing or sometimes
the inability to give adequately.

Fearing is painful. But its realization would hurt a lot less than
the unforgiveness of the consequences of giving in to one’s fears.

2 Responses to “On Fear”

  1. MariaRosarioPaz Says:

    hi insan, true, but we must accept the fact that rejection is a spice of life, without it we can never learn ….

  2. keirren Says:

    i hate rejection and denial. it makes me feel unworthy.

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