I know how to "fear."
It's good sometimes, keep me away from being selfish.
i.e. not to put my hand in the fire so my mom wouldn't faint.
Most of the time, I hate it.
I hate I am paralyzed because of it.
I hate it’s telling me what I cannot make it
while my conscience is telling me I can achieve great things if I just do it.
When I have the urge just to start the business,
be a serious investor,
and write a story,
my fear kicks in telling me:
"What if people laugh at you?"
"Don’t you think it’s too late?"
“You can’t afford to lose.”
I just want to confront it and yell
"shut up! I will succeed. And you are not gonna stop me this time!"
