Stepping beyond fear.

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I used to fear a lot of things in my life. I used to fear the future. I felt so small, so disabled and vulnerable in the world of my tomorrow. Fear made me believe that there were no opportunities in my future, and that I'd remain the person I am today. I pictured myself in a world full of competition, poverty, war and distrust. How was I going to overcome the obstacles with the dreams of the present? The elements of my personality?

The truth is, fear didn't allow me to hope. I couldn't imagine that I would flourish in the days leading to that future, I would be exposed to numerous experiences, opportunities to grow, succeed and fail. There was room to learn but being afraid made me run away and hide, adhere to my weaknesses and shame them, instead of accepting who I really am, the origins of what happens to me, the fact that everything occurs for a predestined reason.

If you are afraid too, it's not always your fault. Sometimes people stand in your way, they hurt you through criticism, doubt and shame. Sometimes you work hard and all you get in return is punishment and negativity. Then, you develop this anxiety that shudders your strengths and the faith you inherently kept inside runs out. I don't blame you, and don't you blame yourself either. But is it the way things end?

A step taken beyond this fear allows hope to emerge. Yes, I'm talking about positivity. Being scared made you envision the criticism and the hurt in a negative way yet those consequences could be the gateway towards what you really want. You can choose to believe otherwise, accept the hurt and all the negativity and transform them into affirmations; ones that strengthen your faith.. instead of being shaken, you can stand up and believe that those hardships are only there to test whether you're built for your dream or not. Listen to your heart, your passion will fire you with energy, flawlessly adequate for you to complete and end your journey.

What is life without hardships? What is joy with a glimpse of fear nipping the vision of what is beyond it? It makes life intriguing and worthwhile. Reality is not a lovely place to be in when you're stuck between the walls of your fears, but whilst you're wrapped around a sheath of positivity and hope, your life could almost seem like a dream.

Tribulations along the road are only here to benefit you, to make you let go the things that tangle you down to confusing realities. Once you accept your fears and hurry towards them like a warrior, you can only break them down and live ahead. Your heart was made to be listened to, and your mind to be renewed with healthier and stealthier thoughts. Your purpose awaits when you get through what scares you most, and it's time to choose to investigate them in order to be enlightened rather. If you don't, you'll live the rest of your life questioning your inert state of mind.

It's your life and you've got to move on. Whether it's your anxiety, illness, toxic relationship or job, you were given this beating heart to overcome them. Start today, And trust me, you won't regret it. :)

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