How would your life be different if you were incapable of feeling fear? Would your life be better or worse than it is now?
From time to time I tend to think about how my life would look if…
If I faced my fear of disappointing my mum when I chose my university. I would end up travelling the world while speaking fluent portuguese.
If I did not meet my high school boyfriend who told me about different university I would have ended up being a manager at some international firm.
If my university’s sweetheart did not break my heart I would never end up going to States for summer or I would have left way earlier and never came back.
If I waited just one day for my dream internship I would never ended up living in Meditterean having the calmest time of my life.
If I took stairs I would never meet him, I would never visited Japan or Barbados and I would never ever move to UK.
But if I was really a fearless beast I am sure I would be way more adventurous and had a wild careless life. And there would have been hundreds different versions of myself. But all this does not matter because all my fear makes me who I am. At least in this life.
And maybe in the next one, the careless free I might end up being like a magical unicorn jumping from one cloud to another or I would even end up dying young.