What fears have you overcome and how?
Many many moons ago I visited Bhaktivedanta Manor, the Hare Krishna temple in Watford. On one wall was a black and white drawing of a person out in the natural world accompanied by various animals..creatures. At the heart of each inclusion in the picture was a small white light. I got it. I understood.
‘ Spiders – so needed and yet so misunderstood ‘~Donna Lynn Hope
IN THE BOOMER PIGEON HOLE? 
I’ve overcome a fear of not being enough. Not smart enough, not pretty enough, not lovable enough, not successful enough. It crept into everything quietly – relationships, friendships, work, even hobbies.
How did I work through it? Honestly… by failing. By getting my heart broken, by losing things I thought I couldn’t live without, by embarrassing myself, by saying the wrong thing, and by realizing the world kept turning anyway. The sky didn’t fall. And each time, I felt a little lighter.
I started catching those self-judging thoughts like little thieves. I talked to them like annoying house guests: ‘Oh hello again, Imposter Syndrome – didn’t I kick you out last week’?
And over time, I made friends with the fact that I’m flawed, weird and absolutely not for everyone. But for the people who get me, I’m exactly right. And for me, I’m getting better at being the one person in my own corner every single day.
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Mae, thank you for sharing this with me 💗 We are peas-in-a-pod, then. Flawed, weird and not for everyone 😂
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Aww thank you! 💖 Yep – peas-in-a-pod, slightly lopsided, weirdly seasoned and probably causing a bit of harmless chaos in the veggie patch. 😂 Wouldn’t have it any other way. Here’s to being gloriously imperfect and finding our kind of people!
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I love your style of writing, Mae x
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Aww, thank you so much! That means a lot 💖 I just write like I talk – a little heartfelt, a little cheeky and probably overusing emojis 😂 x
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I would do them no harm…but try and avoid them if I can. Especially ‘George’…
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Hi. Don’t know who/what George is
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He is one of those big Wolf spiders that live in garages, and brick walls. He has been here for years (clearly not the same one) but when the kids hear me say George is back – they know!!!
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😂 bless him….he’s got to live somewhere
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I know..
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I’ve never been scared of spiders. Or cockroaches. Or even salespeople at my door. My real fear has always lived a bit closer—right between my ears. The mind. It’s a brilliant worker, but once it starts wearing a manager’s badge, things get weird. It makes decisions from the back office, prints them with my signature, and I don’t even realize until the damage is done.
People say “know thyself.” I tried. But I think the one I got to know was just the mind wearing a fake moustache. Every time I think I’ve figured it out, it quietly moves the goalpost and applauds me for trying.
The fear isn’t loud or dramatic. It’s just the mind pulling me away from old memories like a friend saying, “Let’s not go there.” But it’s the same friend who also built that memory in the first place.
Your post reminded me: while some people fight spiders, others spend a lifetime trying to stop a monkey from jumping between thoughts and pretending to be wise.
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😂 funny man x
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