Fear. I’ve talked about it before, but I think I need to get a little bit deeper, a little bit more personal, a bit more vulnerable, especially after Julia shared this post, in which she talked about being REAL, sharing who you really are. And you know what that means? That means that although I write posts of encouragement, posts in which I’ve talked about faith and courage and hope (which I truly am learning and growing in by God’s tremendous all sufficient grace) , I do struggle with fear.
What do I fear? I fear:
Going on trips: It gets me out of my routine, and that throws me into anxiety.
Sometimes I still fear gaining weight.
I fear my family members dying.