Fear

May 15, 2017 23:50

They told me I could be anything when I grew up.
They told me I could achieve anything if I worked hard.

I did just that.

But did I get to where I wanted to be?

Is it a case of nothing is ever enough and I am never satisfied?

Or is it a case where I am doing it all wrong?

I wish I knew.

What are you truely afraid of besides the fear of heights or insects, or even the dark?

I am afraid that I might be a flop, I am afraid that I might have failed even before I started.

I might be afraid of insects, I might be afraid of being lonely, but what scares me the most, is the fear of failure.

Coming from a so call prestigious boy school, they installed a sense of pride. A unspoken pride that resonates what being an old boy stands for.

Being successful was expected, being wealthy was a matter of not what do you have, but how much of wealth do you have more than the next.

The fear of having a reunion, and when your old friends give out their name cards, big names, big companies, big positions makes you wonder if your own name card was ever enough.

The fear of letting your family down. The fear of telling your family that you can't make it till the very end.

Others may say, be contented, you already have more than what most people don't.

Yes, it might be true, but what is it that you seek that does not fulfil the gap of emptiness and fear?

Welcome to my fear.
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