Everyone has fears. I don't like being on ladders. Other than that, I pride myself on being pretty fearless. But I'm a traitor to my own feelings. Because I have been afraid of getting serious about someone and then getting hurt. I have immersed myself in my horses, my job, football, and my life in general, all in the attempt to avoid getting hurt. Why am I afraid of ladders (and short heights in general)? This is stupid, but simple. One of my biggest fears is falling and breaking something so that I am never able to ride my horse again. That is understandable since my horses are such a huge part of my life. Plus, I have no significant other besides my horses. If I were to lose them, I would feel alone and helpless in this world. I turn to my horses for comfort, for joy, and for the feeling of having someone to care about. And they care about me. Anyone who knows my horses and me knows this. It's possible that I have substituted my horses for a real relationship. No wait...this is actually the truth. I found out the hard way that it doesn't matter how much you are afraid of something, it might just happen. I was in a car accident 3 years ago and could have easily been paralyzed if the situation were slightly different. But I could never have seen it coming. So really, I'm being paranoid about being on ladders when I could be driving down the street and bam! What I am so afraid of could become reality. How many times can you have your heart broken? How many times can you think "he's the one" just to find out shockingly that HE doesn't think YOU are the one?? I wouldn't know because I've shut out that possibility. But when I think about it, it's really beyond my control. I can't control what other people think and do. What they say or why. So why should I be so worried and AFRAID? That being said...I'm about to take a leap of faith, put it in God's hands, and if I get hit by a car on the way, at least I tried.
Someone actually said to me recently that I would have to make a big decision soon that would change my life forever. If I make the right decision, my life will be good and I will be happy. If I make the wrong decision, who knows? I have no idea if he was being serious or not or what he was talking about (that is a whole different story entirely). But this is my decision: I am going to stop closing myself off to the possibility of finding someone that might actually make me happy. *gasp*
Wish me luck. Because I am afraid. But I know that even if I get hurt, I'm not the only person in the world to feel this way...but I'll be damned if I continue shutting out people because of my own stupid fears.








