Hmmm, fear. Fear in my opinion is great. Not for the reason
of getting people to fear you but for the reason that it makes us stronger. Using
fear to help you rather than using it for evil is the greatest thing you can do
for yourself. A person without fear is a person who isn’t experiencing the rush
of life. It’s that feeling in your stomach, and that little voice in your head
saying something bad is going to happen while you are on your way to the top of
the rollercoaster. It’s that feeling that you get when standing up to make a speech
or even that feeling of trying out something new and extraordinary. It’s for me
it’s that horrible feeling of talking to girls. It’s that feeling of trying
something new and big when I skate. It’s when showing and audience my art work,
hoping that in some way I won’t be judged. For me though I’ve always enjoyed
that pump of adrenalin that, that rush, that fear gives.
One great example of fear is asking out that beautiful girl
that sits in front of you in class. You know the one you kept kicking at her
seat or asking for a pencil even though you have the eighty others that you
borrowed from her from every other day. Well for me during high school, I never
wanted to be with anyone. I was with girls here and there, and it was fun. There
always seemed to be that something, that one thing missing. It was the emotional
attachment. During my junior year there was this amazingly cute girl sitting in
front of me and next to me in basically all of my classes. We began to talk and
eventually we hung out. After that little period of us flirting, which lasted
all of two weeks, it suddenly ended for reasons I’d rather not get into. Upset with
the situation we stopped talking. I realized later that this is a person I want
in my life, so I continued our contact through summer. The next school year
came around and we began going out on small dates again. Eventually and surprisingly
it became more serious. Here is where the rush comes in. I finally and
officially ask her out!!! Isn’t that great? I remember my face turning beat
red, and I also remember to cute smile on her face while she said hell fucking
yeah! Excuse my language. It felt awesome, it feels awesome, because of that
fear though and my constant search for a rush, we are still together today and
plan to stay together through college. Even better though it was something that
I feared to do, I did it, and I succeeded. The feeling of finally succeeding
after the initial fear is so exhilarating. She is the wheat to my rye. As I mentioned
before that awesome feeling also comes from skating and that is why I’ve stuck
with it for so long. That feeling of trying something new, and then being able
to accomplish it is like none other.
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