#fear

Many deeply hidden memories have come flooding back. The important message here though is that it is possible to heal and survive. Everyone has survived their own kind of emotional or mental trauma. We all have our inner fears and misreplaced feelings of guilt. ↗

— Lynette Gould

#fear #guilt #memories #rape #sexual-abuse

Contrary to popular belief, the experience of terror does not make you braver. Perhaps though, it is easier to hide your fear when you're afraid all the time. ↗

— David Benioff

#terror #war #experience

People may believe that there can be a society where dissent is not permitted, but which is nonetheless not a fear society because everyone agrees with one another and therefore no one wants to dissent. ↗

— Natan Sharansky

#because #believe #dissent #everyone #fear

In order to resist fear and discouragement, it is necessary that through prayer - through a personal experience of God re-encountered, recognized and loved in prayer - we taste and see how good the Lord is (Psalm 34). ↗

— Jacques Philippe

#fear #life #p #experience

There are 6 reasons that a person does anything: Love, faith, greed, boredom, fear... revenge. ↗

— Ally Carter

#faith #fear #greed #love #revenge

Life is too short to not kick fear in the ass and allow yourself to love again. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#life #love #loving #experience

Fear waters the weeds of regret. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#life #regret #experience

We are all vulnerable but do not fear this, just revel in the chance to experience that & know & grow beyond. ↗

— Jay Woodman

#vulnerability #vulnerable #experience

All about us were people. Perhaps a hundred. Men. Experience had taught me that humans were cruelest when segregated by sex, and the cold feeling in the pit of my stomach became led. What had I let myself in for? ↗

— C.S. Friedman

#dark #fear #short-sentences #experience

When we neared the orchard a flock of birds lit from its outer rows. They hadn't been there long. The branches shook with their absent weight and the birds circled above in the riddy mackerel sky, where they made an artless semaphore. I was afraid, I smelled copper and cheap wine. The sun was up, but a half-moon hung low on the opposite horizon, cutting through the morning sky like a figure from a child's pull-tab book. We were lined along the ditch up to our ankles in a soupy muck. It all seemed in that moment to be the conclusion of a poorly designed experiment in inevitability. Everything was in its proper place, waiting for a pause in time, for the source of all momentum to be stilled, so that what remained would be nothing more than detritus to be tallied up. The world was paper-thin as far as I could tell. And the world was the orchard, and the orchard was what came next. But none of that was true. I was only afraid of dying. ↗

— Kevin Powers

#fighting #iraq-war #terror #war #design