ScaredyCatGuide Asks - Where Does Your Fear Come From?
The two strongest human emotions are fear and greed, with fear being the most dominant. Many studies have shown the fear of loss is much stronger than the greed of gain.
However, some people have fear weigh on them much more than others. They are bigger scaredycats if you will.
(credit @kyriacos for the original pic)
The Question Is - Where Did This Fear Come From?
I cannot answer this question for you, but what I can do is share my story and how it led to a mindset of being afraid in life.
Growing Up in a Fear Based Household
My family was (and still are) a bunch of worriers. I never realized it as a kid, being how would I have known any better? As I came into my adult life and began to build my own beliefs that contrasted with what I'd known; I then realized that my family worried about way to much, they worried about all the "what if" scenarios that seem to only actually happen maybe 5% of the time.
The Light Bulb Moment
At 18 years old I was working a full-time job and going to college at night. Unfortunately my car broke down and needed major work I did not have the money upfront for.
My grandparents had a second car they really didn't use much. It was this old school 76 Ford Granada in this sky metallic like blue. It had old man written all over it and was an absolute tank as most cars were back then.
They were kind of enough to let me use it for a few weeks while I collected a few more pay checks to pay for my car repairs.
I will never forget what my grandmother said to me when she handed me the keys.
Her voice sounded filled with fear when uttered the words:
Wait - What?
Who exactly is they? How will they take everything?
I remember driving so carefully scared in that car the first couple days, because really, I didn't know then things I'd realize in the coming years.
My View Now
When I think of my grandma's statement now, the thoughts in my head are different.
The first one being - we have insurance on the car, right? No one is going to take everything because the insurer would be paying out the claim. They are going to take a deductible from us.
The second - OK, let's say the nightmare scenario happens. If I'd caused a 20 care pile up with several fatalities; that would probably be a situation where affected parties come after personal assets as insurance would not be enough.
However, how many accidents are there like that in an entire year throughout the US? Its not a large number and then it has to be you in it. The odds are about the same as hitting the lottery.
Realization
That experience made me realize that I too, was always worrying about the worst case "what ifs" in just about everything I did. Honestly, it has a paralyzing affect on you. Pulling the trigger on anything that has risk to it becomes very difficult.
Here's the thing though: You have to take some risk in life if you want to attain anything.
The reality is we take risks everyday that are not perceived as risks. Just walking across the street in a busy intersection is probably more dangerous (especially here in South FL where stopping for pedestrians seems optional) than flying in a plane. The latter is considered more risky though, because that is the belief that has been instilled.
In Conclusion
I love my grandma, she's thankfully still alive and kicking. However, I am glad I do not have her overly fear-based outlook any longer. Yes, deep down I'm still a scaredycat but I do not let it completely guide my life (see what I did there? lol).
So again, Where Does Your Fear Come From?
Thanks for reading!
WOW!! Our posts are way alike today!! Hehe I can totally relate I also grew up in a very, Worry based household LOl! It's amazing how people spend so much time living in fear! When it's the fear it's self holding people back.
Exactly, preach on sister! :-)
@scaredycatguide, this is a very interesting and meaningful post... thanks!
It makes me think of how I grew up in a fear-based household that was ALSO all about greed, where I learned that greed simply is another manifestation of fear... the fear of not having/being enough.
People often say that the opposite of love is hate... I'm more inclined to say that the opposite of love is FEAR. Love comforts and embraces and includes and makes us feel safe, while fear blames, rejects, excludes and makes us feel UN-safe.
Back to the question of the day, my own fear is primarily rooted in "destitution." I have been dead broke (as in "sleeping on a park bench" broke) and I have great fear of ending up there again. The first time it happened, I was pretty much alone and on my own... and I coped. Now? Now there are people who count on me and depend on me and that amplifies the fear. It also amplifies another old fear which is that in the original version of my destitution, all the people who purported to be my "friends" suddenly vanished into the woodwork when I developed a sincere need. Which fueled some of the "worry/anxiety" I was raised with specificaily my parents' lifelessons that "you can't trust anyone or rely on anyone."
Yeah - it's a tough dynamic. My grandfather has a "great depression baby" mindset. A term used here in the U.S. for people born during the Great Depression. So he always thinks he's pennies away from being on the street, meanwhile at this point in his life he couldn't outlive his money.
It was a mindset I had to shake as an adult, but yes when you have other mouths to feed it can be stressful, but you have to just make smart decisions and feel comfort that the odds are leaned in your favor when you do.
We can only control what we can control. The rest just is.
this is me too my mom had the "what if" scenarios
The Art of Now
living in the moment
The art of now, yes!
I fell over when you said Ford Granada. Back in the 90's I needed a cheap car while in college and I bought a 1977 silver Granada for $500. Ended up painting a swoosh on it like the car from Strasky&Hutch. It drove for two years and died.
As to fear, I didn't even recognize fear until I went skydiving. The ten years since that experience, fear has grown within me little by little, to the point that I don't like highways and doubt i'll ever get on a plane again.
I needed a cheap car in the late 90's for college also and snagged a 83 Cutlass Surpreme (the broken down car in the story) got it for $1,000. Loved that car - wrecked it a year later falling asleep behind the wheel.
Lesson: Don't work two full time jobs at the same time. Ugh.
As for your fear, I would have thought skydiving would have the opposite effect. I've always wanted to do it....now you are giving me second thoughts lol!
I can picture your 83 Cutlass. lol.
No, skydiving was the worst thing I ever did to myself. It was fun in the moment, but it threw off my internal gyroscope. I'll have to make a post about it. That may give me some therapeutic relief.
Yes, do it!
https://steemit.com/anxiety/@wakeupsheeps/i-went-skydiving-and-my-life-has-never-been-the-same Here's the blog I wrote regarding fear/anxitey
thanks for sharing.. you should change your name to Tom Cat...
Or ThunderCat - hooooooo!
nice
This is fantastic. Really an honor to have my Prix (ball buster) on your post
Haha, my pleasure. Real life version of my logo! :-)
that's what i said too :-)