What Scares You?
Last week I asked my kids, “What is something that scares you?”
(side note: I don’t actually have kids, it’s just how I refer to the elementary school kids I counsel)
Given that it’s Halloween I got a lot of kids answering, “haunted houses,” “monsters in scary movies,” or “people jumping out behind things.”
But then the older kids, mostly the boys, responded with “nothing scares me!” Not fully believing their answers, I questioned them a little further, “Was there anything that scared you before, but doesn’t scare you now?”
One 8-year-old boy said, “Well, maybe I guess. I remember when I was little, like 7 and a half. Back then I got scared once. I was sitting in my bed sleeping and I heard noises! Like really weird noises upstairs. So I thought it was a monster, but I think it was just the neighbors doing stuff. I was just a little scared then. But that was when I was 7 or maybe it was only 6 years old. Now I’m not scared of stuff.”
Looking at my own life I realize I’m pretty similar to my pint-sized clients. I can acknowledge past fears, but the ones I’m currently facing are a bit harder to articulate. Maybe they feel a little too real for me. I’m still waiting for the man behind the curtain to reveal his master plan that lets me know my fears are just all make believe.
If only life were that simple.
So instead of hopelessly waiting for my fears to dissipate on their own, I figure I might as well own up to them right here and now. Here goes.
Something bad will happen to someone I love.
I won’t find my dream job.
I won’t be able to have children.
I’ll screw up my marriage somehow.
I won’t ever be happy with my body.
I’ll let this blog fail.
I won’t be able to help my therapy clients.
And one last one because this list needs some comic relief:
Clowns, Cottage Cheese, and those stuffed pets that look like their breathing. They really do freak me out.
Call me a scaredy-cat, call me a wimp, or even tell me “Lindsey, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Just don’t ever say that I’m not honest. I’m not scared to do that.
Now it’s your turn, what scares you?