So much of my life, seems to be about my self-discovery.
Taking a deeper look at the fears in my life, both new and old. Pulling each layer back, and realizing that what I thought drove my fears, wasn’t the real reason at all.
In doing so, I realize more and more that my life can’t be dictated by cancer marker results, pet scans, blood tests, or strange growths on my body. I can’t judge and base my livelihood on results of scientific tests.
As if peeling back each onion layer of my fears, I realize I am a more complex person than I realize. With needs far above dilaudid, xanax, good MRI scans. Here I sit another day, a coldish misty morning in KY, thinking about what I am afraid of, and realizing it wasn’t the real reason at all.
I am not afraid of dying. I am afraid of not living.
I am not afraid of being alone. I am afraid of leaving others alone.
I am not afraid of pain. I am afraid of being the cause of it.
I am not afraid of losing my looks because of chemo. I am afraid of not recognizing the person in the mirror.
I am not afraid of being poor. I am afraid of being a burden on others.
I am not afraid of not finding love. I am afraid of being blind to it.
I am not afraid of being a failure in life. I am afraid of not living to my potential.
I am afraid because how could I not be? I am a living, breathing, vibrant, emotional human being with so much still to give to this world, and now I feel the clock ticking with every heartbeat.
The real question is, what will I do with the time I have left? Be miserable because of what I think I am afraid of, or realize that my true fears are things I have real control over.
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