“You look over my path and my lying down. You know all my ways very well.” Psalms 139:3
For probably a year after that certain experience my heart would jump every time I saw a vehicle pulling out into the road in front of our car, even if it was from a safe distance. I would become worried whenever I caught sight of anything that looked as if it was going to disrupt our path of motion. Here is how this fear began.
One day last year, my mom, two of my little brothers, and I were driving down from the house to my charter school. My house is in the mountains. Driving to my house, you have to pass through a very windy part on the road for probably three miles of driving. On one side is a steep drop off into thick trees or in some places, …show more content…
Several of the car’s brakes locked, sending us on a real life roller-coaster ride. As the car spun around backwards, we crossed two lanes of traffic and slid right for the edge of the drop-off. But as this was happening the car seemed to suddenly, miraculously, stop. At that point we were teeter-tottering on the edge of road and cliff. It was definitely one of the most nerve-racking moments for …show more content…
It made me appreciate life more. Unfortunately this event also made me fearful of having that experience again. I cannot say how many times my heart would jump whenever I spotted a car or animal approaching a place that I feared we might disastrously intercept. After awhile, my fear subsided and I became not as jumpy when I anticipate a disaster.
Over my lifetime, I have been a very fearful person. If something were to motivate me the most, it would be my fear of something. Some of my biggest fears were what would people think of me, failing at something, public speaking, getting a disease or sickness, losing someone to death, trying something new, my future, and the list goes on and on and on. All of these fears have changed my life so much.
A little bit of fear is good. My fear of people criticizing me has caused me to try to be a better person. Unfortunately, it has also made myself a people pleaser. Being afraid of failure is good to a certain extent. It can motivate me when nothing else can. For me, it has made me a perfectionist about things that do not need to be