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Fear Of Mails

I saw this picture posted by a friend on Facebook today and thought that it was a really awesome picture so, I shared it on Twitter and now sharing it on my blog as well. The picture? This one.


I have the biggest problem with the word FEAR and I am sure I am not the only one. Some others who have different backgrounds, beginnings, lifestyle, train of thought might not have faced the same thing but if you do, then you can most definitely identify with this....fear of paying the bills.

No, wait, fear of bills. No wait, fear of the mailbox.

When I was young and fearless, I chalked up the biggest trouble with the banks. Seriously made the biggest blunder of my life that trailed me all the way into adulthood and motherhood. I grew to hate those stupid envelopes that demanded money, money, money. At the time, I wasn't financially stable. I mean, look, I was a mother who did not have a 'job' and working from home. Back in those days, it is like telling someone that you have a unicorn as a pet. They look at you with this bewildered look on their faces. Like, you what?!?!

It was a huge fear. Through time, after listening to many talks, reading many books and talking to many people, I realized one thing...the fear was irrational. It was big because I made it big. It wasn't as insurmountable as I thought it was. If only I took the time to break things down, face the damn mail thing, talked to some people, made arrangements, it wouldn't be insurmountable AT ALL.

If we took the time to take a deep breath and work through the whole thing step by step, we will never let fear take over and paralyze us. But you know what, that was what happened. It paralyzed me. It stopped me in my tracks and made me hide in a shell because I didn't think I was big enough to handle the situation. everything was overwhelming, no one is helping me. I had no support from anyone and I was alone in this whole shit.

But you see where that train of thought is heading? No. If ever you think that you are alone in this world and no one is going to help you, then it is pride talking. Or your fear laughing in your face.

Try not to descend into that mode, and if you ever find and catch yourself traveling down that path, stop and tell yourself you are strong enough to face it. You have it in you to break things down into manageable bites.

Even if it is just mail.

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