What are we afraid of..

Are we afraid of being nice?
Are we afraid of being vulnerable?
Does being nice make us feel vulnerable?
Are we afraid of being liked for who we are?
Are we afraid to look at the bright side of things, and of people?
Would that make us seem less ‘practical’ in a world obsessed with material wealth?

Are we afraid that if we tried hard enough.. we would actually achieve those dreams that we consider impossible?
That we would have less to complain about?

Are we afraid that if we actually followed up on our commitments and tried hard to be dependable.. that we would actually become, or get boring?
That life wouldn’t be challenging or fun?

Are we afraid that if we actually kept focus, did our best and kept our intensity.. we would actually get to where we want to be?
That life would be empty but nothing to aspire for..

Are we afraid of discussing ideas and engaging our minds?
Is that what boring people do?

What are we afraid of?
Change?
That we might not like ourselves if we changed too much?
That our friends would not like us if we changed too much?
That we can actually change?
That being ‘better’ may actually be nice?

What are we afraid of? And what would we do if we weren’t afraid?


The question of questions. I have been pondering this thanks to experiences I’ve had over the past few days. And I believe everybody has their own answers to these questions.
I sure have mine..