Over 35 years ago I began writing a journal specifically to explore my issues related to fear, since it seemed to be an underlying theme in my life at that time. As I wrote in my journal, an image for my feelings became clear. The scene was a haunted house. I was creeping around every corner waiting for something to jump out and frighten me. I put on my “brave mask,” walking with authority and whistling a happy tune. But underneath I was terrified and wondered if my false bravado would fool anyone.
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