Overcoming Fear

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Overcoming Fear
How I cope….

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I’m afraid of many things like this little tabby cat. For one, I have been afraid of water since I was a young child, and have had several near-drownings at the lake. I couldn’t even wash my hair, with the fear of getting water in my ears.

I’ve found that so many activities I wanted to pursue, needed just “pushing through” to overcome the fear. Since I have had panic, anxiety all my life, I’ve had to find ways to cope. Sometimes, I found ways to ease myself in, for example, speaking up in class. My French classes were an absolute nightmare, I would freeze when I had to speak. When we had an exchange student in our home one summer, I found myself speaking French more fluently, in a more natural setting. Then, the event of getting up in found of the class to give a speech. I was forced to play music in talent shows, and sometimes I would freeze. I would just have to go through the fear, and sometimes I would freeze, up, and forget the notes, but I had to continue, and deal with the humiliation.

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Many people suffering from mental illness are very sensitive to light. I have blinds, in which I can control light, even some sound, and I wear sunglasses when the sun is too bright. The heat will give me a headache, and when I am confronted with these problems, I need the trappings that work. Sometimes I wear earplugs when noise is bothering me. I wear long sleeves in the summer, and a hat, so my skin doesn’t burn. This may all be unnecessary for you, but if I have to do “all this” to feel comfortable, I will.

When I worked, I felt uncomfortable when my boss looked over my shoulder when I was working, and because, I was so fearful of making a mistake, I changed jobs about every six months. I don’t recommend this, because changing jobs, has its own set of difficulties.

I finally went on medication. I had chewed my nails all my life, and soon as I started taking it, I stopped immediately, without even trying. I knew then, that my problems were real, and that something could be done to help me. I am turning 70 this year, and, it has taken all this time to really get help. Don’t wait to get the help you need from whoever can help you if you are in my situation. Don’t be ashamed to need help, we all do, and there is no shame in mental illness.


Submitted: June 17, 2020

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