A while ago, I heard a news story about a woman who does not feel fear. Scientists want to study her brain; I wonder how she’s still alive. I’m sure I would do physically reckless things without the inhibiting factor of fear, but my life would more likely be imperiled by the list of people who would want to kill me if my tongue were not inhibited by fear. Or, if no one smote me, I would be fairly lonely after I alienated most of the people around me. Well, I might not be too lonely, now that I actually think about it: the people I feel like I have to tiptoe around are not people I love to spend time with, so I might not miss them.
I also recently read an article with tips on blogging. The sage advice was to write about yourself, avoid ranting, and to consider what you’re holding back if you think you’ve run out of things to write about. I thought that last tidbit was most interesting since I have been avoiding writing for a few weeks. I feel like I have been writing the same things over and over, and I felt guilty about posting a Christmas version of grief, especially since I didn’t really feel like writing anything uplifting to go along with it. I posted the Christmas blog today after I realized that I can’t be the only person who feels sad during the Christmas season.
As I considered what else I hold back, I realized that I don’t write about a lot of things out of fear – fear that they won’t be accepted, fear that I will be misunderstood, fear that I will embarrass my family or friends, fear that I will anger my family. I certainly do not need or want to rant like a banshee in such a public forum; I have great listeners for that. 🙂 But I do hold back quite often in an attempt to control my emotions and/or to avoid dealing with them, and, given the way that I have felt for the last month, I need to do quite a bit of processing. I tend to bottle up and avoid by any means possible what I am really feeling, so I walk around feeling like I might explode at any moment. I don’t explode, but I do get terrible migraines. So, this year I am making a few resolutions, the first being to blog more often (let’s say at least twice a week) in order to address the things I would otherwise hold back, even from myself.
I haven’t made real resolutions in about a decade because I never follow through with them. I don’t know if this year will be different in that respect, but something’s got to give one way or another. Perhaps the real root of my resolution avoidance is fear. If I publicly proclaim a goal and then fail to achieve it, I have both failed to reach my goal and looked like an idiot – better I keep it to myself so that no one else will be disappointed in me. That fear has to go, so my second resolution is to accomplish the following goals this year: I will complete at least one rough draft novel (I have three stories that have been languishing on my laptop for several years); I will run at least one mile without stopping (three would be fabulous, but I won’t get too far ahead of myself); I will get caught up and cleaned out at work; and I will be honest about my progress (even though I will probably hate that last one).
I have a million other things I would like to get done this year, but the other root of my failure to keep resolutions is that I make too many or make them too difficult to achieve. I look at the things that I know I could accomplish, and I expect myself to do all of them. In reality, I probably could do everything I want to do (if I were Superwoman and had an extra 12 hours each day), but I set myself up to fail by expecting way too much too quickly. Instead of being happy that my house is moderately clean (more than half the rooms are presentable) and none of the living creatures under my care died or were seriously wounded, I am usually frustrated by what I didn’t accomplish in a given day. So my final resolution is to forgive myself for not being able to do everything and to only be tough on myself where more rigorous discipline is required (pretty much just where other people count on me) – like work.
You are welcome to hold me accountable in any way you wish, just so long as you know that I already feel lighter by writing this and sharing it with you. I am now off to the treadmill (while I’m still motivated)!
2 thoughts on “Holding Back/No Fear”
Way to go. I too tend to make too many “demands” on myself and am slowly learning that it is ok not to accomplish everything that I plan to get done. In fact, since I am a project creator, so to speak, I am always finding a better way to do this or that, thus distracting me from the project at hand. At least I’m never bored and can always find something to do that I can enjoy except when the inevitable time comes–and I have to do that task that I really have been putting off.
By the way, I have reconnected with a friend from high school who states on her facebook information the following: “About Deborah I am a writer, editor and creativity coach. I love to help people bring their words to life through writing and editing.
How can I find more time for my heart work, for giving back and for writing?” Her name now is Deborah *. The following are her websites:
Her email address is *
I won’t write anything to her about you, but if you think that connecting with her might be something you want to do, those are contact information. She is a published author and books by her can be found on amazon.com. She even wrote one about dealing with her mother’s Alzheimer’s.
To be honest with you, I will tell you that when I contacted Deborah, she did not remember me even though I have wanted to get back in touch with her for many, many years. Strangely, that didn’t upset me. As I thought about it, I realized that she had an impact on my life in high school and that getting back in touch with her was important to let her know that. We remain FB friends, and I know that if I ever need her support again, she will be there for me again. She was such a kind and caring person back then and from what she’s written to me and what I’ve read about her, she continues to be the same giving person she was when I knew her in high school.
The reason that I think you might like to link up with her is that so much of what she does not is encouraging people to share from their hearts and without fear. And her email address is Do I Dare.
Don’t do anything that doesn’t feel right to you, so contact Deborah only if and when you feel that it is something that will benefit you.
Your friend, Sylvia
Thanks for the info! I did a quick edit on your comment so that your friend won’t get a lot of spam from the web crawlers, but I did save her info. I will definitely check out her sites, and I’ll probably contact her once I have something a little more solid written out. Thanks again!! Anne