Really, whoever decided this? Life is for living and that means living until the day you die.
I have grown up with a few phobias, one of which was a massive fear of dogs and the other was being claustrophobic. But recently, I went away and packed a different mindset to the normal one.
This time, I decided that I wanted to achieve something outside my comfort zone. I wanted new things and new experiences in my life. I wanted to be a participator instead of a spectator. I, as in the real me, wanted to make changes in my normally responsible, safe yet half-living life.
The people I was staying with have two dogs, one is a boxer cross pit bull breed and the other is a huntaway cross collie breed. To say that this was a daunting prospect would be an understatement as I was cornered by two boxer dogs as a child. They cornered me between a pillar and a wall and snarled, barked and threatened me. So, what do I do - stay in a costly hotel or stay with these people? The old me was temped to stay in a hotel, but I also knew that that was not going to happen.
So I decided with my new found courage and new found thirst for change that I would get to know these dogs and get comfortable around them, and actually did so within a half hour of arriving there! By the time I was leaving the boxer/pitbull and I were best buddies and even snuggled up on the couch together!
The other fear I had to conquer was the claustrophobia, and this was also the one thing that was going to push me way outside my comfort zone because, I really wanted to participate in an event and not just be a spectator.