I have a history of allowing fear to dictate my life.
I’ve passed up opportunities, relationships, opinions, and happiness because I’ve been afraid.
Afraid to venture outside of my comfort zone.
Afraid of failure.
But mostly, afraid of the unknown.
I think about my fears often. They cycle through my mind like a cyclone of negativity, ready to dash through my hopes and dreams whenever the situation presents itself.
This is how my mind was racing with fear when I began my climb up Half Dome, the iconic image of Yosemite National Park in California. Continue reading