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I have social anxiety and I have a great fear of personal failure, which has certainly damaged some areas of my life (school and work related mostly). In other areas (mostly parenting) I find myself outside of the box that my acquaintances deem normal. My husband and I do things people think are crazy; I think they're helicopter parents. I traveled alone to England on a whim and met two ladies from NYC on a guided tour who thought I was crazy. Maybe I was, I didn't feel afraid once. I'm not afraid of terrorists - if it's my time, it's my time. I'm not afraid of chopping all my hair off and what that will do to my femininity. I am afraid of spiders and heights and undercooked meat. I think I'm probably a weirdo.
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"They say that patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings; steal a little and they throw you in jail, steal a lot and they make you king"
Formerly Medusa
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