I’m so sorry I haven’t been on here in over a week. I did promise a blog post on getting over a fear, so here it is.
A week ago I wanted to walk to my grandma’s house down the street, but it had just snowed and the ground had some snow and ice on it. There was nothing bad, but I didn’t know that. Being blind, I’m not able to look down the street. So I was afraid of the unknown.
I ran back into the house crying, telling my dad I couldn’t do it. He went out with me and told me, “Walk! Pick up your feet!” He kept saying these things and it felt like he was being unsympathetic. Yes, Dad, I know to walk. You’re not helping me by repeatedly saying it. But I know better now; he knew I could do it. Did I know I could do it?
I started thinking of stuff I could do to calm down. “Yellow is lemon, cherry is red…” There were only so many colors I could associate with my scented markers from kindergarten and first grade. So I started with, “60 comes after 59, 59 comes after 58, 58 comes after 57, 57 comes after 56…” Counting this way was actually working because I was getting further and further down the street. At one point, I became afraid again because I was worried I was going to slip on a piece of ice. So I said, “43 comes after 42.” But the 2 came out really funny because I was scared. The weird way I said 2 made me laugh, and I got through the ice!
I called my dad as soon as I’d made it to my grandma’s house to let him know that he was right all along. I could do it. And numbers helped me get there by calming me down and raising my vibration!
Disclaimer: This is a great technique to try when you’re scared, but if there’s actual danger, please use common sense. I trust my dad and know he would never put me in an unsafe situation, but please don’t think that I said it’s okay to go into actual danger. I mean you can do whatever you want, but don’t come crying to me when you’ve fallen into snow that’s three feet deep or something else like that. Be smart!
Well, that’s my latest post. Last week I wrote about when anxiety is a sign you’re not ready for something, and this week I wrote about when to push through the fear. I still have a lot of work to do when it comes to learning the difference. You’ll notice that my dad is the hero in both of these stories. I’m the hero too, as always, but he’s definitely my hero!
Merry Christmas, happy Chanukah, whatever you celebrate. And if you don’t celebrate a specific holiday, I hope you find a reason to celebrate anyway because it feels awesome! Please comment if you have something relevant (or totally irrelavent) to say. I’ll be back sometime. Also don’t hesitate to ask me blindness questions; I’m not offended. The only way you learn is by asking!
See You Soon!