Fear, it keeps us alive and keeps us from being alive.

I don’t want to look bad.

I don’t want to be wrong.

I don’t want to go up to that stage and address a crowd of eager listeners of my new and brilliant idea.

When was the last time you made a choice because you want it to happen? When was the last time you transcended your fears and did something extraordinary?

Fear stopped be from facing reality and going for treatment when I needed it. I treated dialysis as a dead end. I thought I was alone in this world.

I thought I was going to live to 30 and die.

I thought. What else have I been thinking? That little voice in there, somewhere, telling me that something is going to kill me.

Was seeking treatment really going to kill me? Was I really alone in this world fighting this battle with diabetes alone? I created an illusion for myself to feel safe while the disease slowly rots me from within.

That little voice has many names… Survival instinct, fear… To name a few. It keeps you safe, it keeps you from taking risk. It keeps you from being alive. In my case, it nearly killed me.

By refusing treatment for diabetes, it brought forth the full set of complications. Eye problems, heart problems, kidney problems and there might be more that is not known. It affects blood vessels, which are all over the body.

I end this post with a question…

Has fear, that little voice, stopped you from doing something that would have given you joy and completeness today? That would have given you the aliveness you deserve.