In continuing with sharing a little more about myself in each blog, I hereby share my greatest, irrational fear with you all.
It is not failure.
It is not heights.
It is not public speaking.
It is snakes.
I’m scared-to- death, completely, ridiculously scared of snakes.
I remember each and every time I have seen a snake since I was ten or eleven. I remember each location I saw them and how loud I screamed.
So when I saw three (yes, three) snakes on my bicycle ride home last night, I began to rethink my method of transportation.
There has been teasing from the family, talk of ways to break my fear, utter panic whenever I go to a zoo or park. Honestly, I know it is something I will have to learn to live with. I’m a bit more controlled in those situations, but I did nearly swerve off the path…and my imagination goes wild and I see snakes in every shadow on the ground…
***calming myself down***
So there it is. The one thing that sends me running and screaming (except for maybe a really good purse sale…)
Question for you…are you irrationally afraid of anything?