Fears

Fears. We all have them. Take my puppy Rolex for example, he doesn't like to be alone. Even though all he does when you're there is moan and sleep, he just wants you to be there to witness it all. Like my life wouldn't be complete if I haven't sat around watching a puppy all day. If you leave the room, he will either follow you, or if you shut the door behind you, shriek and cry and jump at the door until someone opens it for him. It even means that every night now we have to take it in turns to sleep on the sofa downstairs so that he's not alone all night.
But it got me thinking, that everyone has some kind of fear, some people claim to be scared of nothing, but every one has that one thing that can bring them to the brink of tears. My mom's friend is terrified of Spiders, she can't even see a picture of one or hear someone talking about them without freaking out, whenever there's one in her house she calls my mom to come and remove it, it's quite funny to be honest.
With me, my fear is getting lost or left behind. It's a strange one, not one that most people have, and one that I didn't even know that I had until I got lost. I've always got lost, so you would think that I would be used to it, and so that it wouldn't be that big a deal, but it scares me to death, even if it's a journey that I have made a thousand times with a friend, if I make it alone, I'm always scared that I'll take a wrong turn somewhere and end up on some strange street in the middle of nowhere.
I guess we don't know our fears until we experience them in some way, or maybe the complete opposite, the fear of what might happen if what normally happens doesn't happen. Like Rolex, he has never been alone yet in his life, born into a large litter then put into a house that always has at least one person in it at all times.
I think that when we experience our fears, all rational thoughts go out the window, like when I get lost, I keep walking forwards, I never turn around and go back the way that I came, I never think that there's always an easy solution to my panic. I guess that's like life, sometimes we get blinded and keep on going forward, and we forget to turn back and see that we've missed the turn we were supposed to make, be that a friend we forgot to make up with, or a project that we didn't focus on enough, I think it's important to know though, that it's never too late to turn around and find our way back home again.
Charlee :)