Fear

I’m the up-for-anything person in my family. I like adventures, despite how controlled I am. However I’m realizing that I have the same fear my mother has. I don’t like not knowing where I am or where my destination is. I have no problem going to another country on my own, I’ll probably find that fun. That’s perfectly fine. But finding the exit, bus stop, hotel, or the bathroom scares me. I feel like I’m going to look silly and I won’t find it and then I’ll get lost. It’s weird, if I don’t find some place immediately I start freaking out a bit. But if I’m with one other person. Even if it’s a 5 year old I’ll be totally fine. It won’t matter if I’m lost for hours the company I have will calm me down. Isn’t that weird?

My mother is the same way although her fear is a little more intense than mine.

I was just thinking about this today. This is probably why I still drag my friends to the bathroom with me when I’m at a party. Unless I can see the bathroom from my seat, someone is coming with me. 

I should work on that.