I don’t know that I’ve overcome any fears.
My fears have become voices of reason and caution once they agreed to behave. I tried digging oubliettes and burying them there, but their ghosts lingered.
The ghost of a fear is quite useful, it helps with the introductions whenever a new fear arrives. It reminds me that I am in charge of my mind and that fears of the past, while based upon real things, don’t have to be the loudest voices in the room.
Just like the Borg, I assimilate.
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