Fear the controller
Fear; False Evidences Appearing Real, whoever defined it in those terms was right. Famous fear, thriving in the mind and exploring the senses; its name sending chills down the bodies of millions maybe billions; a jailer with trophies to its name. As a child I was afraid of the dark, somehow, I was made to believe that there was a nameless monster waiting in the dark to grab me. It was so bad that once it was dark, even with the lights on I wouldn’t go for an errand alone and guess who I carried along? My kid brother. It’s funny right? Yes, it was that bad. Even though over time, I have been able to conquer fear of the dark I have come to realize with time that it wasn’t just that particular fear that had me in its control. Oh! I discovered that there were other aspects of my life that were in its control. For instance, the fear of heights but I think the worst for me was the fear of failure. Seems like a good kind of fear, right? Hmm! I can’t tell the extent to which it affected me...