My Fears…
I’ve been driven to distraction lately by my powerful, yet ridiculous, fears. I know I should be worried about the latest hysteria shoved down my throat by the media [Note: I think it’s high time the American people all voted on one thing to be afraid of and stuck to it. Natural disasters, terrorism, birds with colds….it’s just too much to keep track of! At least the cold war spanned a solid decade. I’m still catching up to the fear of the government’s lame ass response in the event of an earthquake…but that’s so September 2005]. And then there are always the old reliable fears, like, cancer, heart disease, and dying alone in my apartment with my three-legged cat.
While these fears would make rational sense for most members of our increasingly fearful society, my fears, while powerful, are far more archaic and petty. I’m afraid that Target is going to run out of stock of Aveeno skin brightening face cream lotion and then I’ll have to spend $2.00 more to buy it at Sav-on. He faces viagra cipla 20mg this condition because ofextremely softness and small size of his organ. Such conditions may viagra store usa http://amerikabulteni.com/2013/02/01/explosion-in-front-of-us-embassy-in-ankara/ include diabetes, heart and blood vessel diseases, high blood pressure, and high cholesterol. There are several natural sexual performance pills for men that save you from the hassles of contemporary world, it has adversely impacted on the health of intimacy of the people from long period of time & then make to masturbate. amerikabulteni.com order cialis online The treatment is also found to very get free viagra useful in relieving constipation. 2. I’m afraid that I’ll never feel well dressed at a yoga class in LA (and that may be one I have to live with). I’m afraid that I’ll never be able to say “No,” to the opportunity to watch an airing of “Footloose” that begins at 1:00 AM (and that goes for “Sixteen Candles,” “Grease,” and “Top Gun”) and because of this weakness I’ll never work a real job again. I’m afraid that without a real job, I’ll sit in my apartment and write my blog while getting high on coffee flavored soy milk from TJ’s (my new crack) until I run out of my money, food, and then die (most of my fears end up at this point). I’m afraid that I’ll never walk out of a nail salon with the polish still intact (I’ve had manicurists follow me to my car with polish and alcohol). I’m afraid that my attention span will become so frayed that I’ll actually have to learn how to read again.
The list goes on…and, yet, none of them are worthy of headlines.
Just for today, I can accept my irrational fears.
Sorry, Stella! If it makes you feel any better, you aren’t alone. I had to put my Twin Peaks tapes and “Drop Dead Fred” in storage when I first moved to Cali, and for a similar reason — I was scared to death that I would end up watching one of those videos when I was bored, end up being frightened by it, and then spend the entire evening thinking about it. That can make the entire next day feel like I’m navigating through peanut butter — and yet I WASN’T navigating through peanut butter…it has happened so many times. I loved those videos, but that’s a Pandora’s Box that should remain closed for the time being.
It’s sort of the same way I felt about Judy Blume books when I was 11. I eventually had to come to terms with the fact that there are other authors and books to read out there…(I think I still have some).
I joined a facebook group called “Sometimes I have debilitating panic attacks” It was very comforting to know that I’m not the only one.
Can I join, too?