Does your fear block your creativity? This is a question being asked in the Write Tribe Festival of Words #4. And, for once, I am going to admit my fear on the Internet, which is like admitting your fear in front of about 1 billion people. Gulp.
For the longest time, I admit, fear has blocked my creativity. I can not take a first step I've wanted to take for several years now.
I am about as introverted as one can get (if I believe quizzes and online personality tests) but I tend to be a lot less introverted on my blog than I am in "real life". I do fine with blogging, Facebook, and email. But if you called me on the phone, I would hide under the table.
Public speaking? Nope. (I've done it before small groups where I know everyone, but that's it.) Meet someone I don't know? Attend a gathering where I don't know anyone? No. No. No.
But I'm not talking about phone fear or fear of groups. I'm talking about writing fear, and the fear of taking action.
I've wanted to write a book for several years. It isn't a memoir. I don't quite know how to describe it.
What I have to say would anger some people, because I want to tell a story about a system in our great country, the United States, that is broken. Seriously broken, as this country deals with an epidemic that is growing all the time. This broken system is making thousands and thousands of people suffer. Some have lost their homes trying to help their loved ones.
Worse, such people without families who love them find themselves caught in a nightmare. For some, there is little future. And more of them are becoming adults every day. When they become adults, many lose all the supports they had for the first years of their lives.
I have seen a couple of bloggers trying to tackle this topic. They've received so many hateful comments that they have stopped. Attracting trolls is something I do not need, and I don't have the personality to deal with it.
If you don't take risks, you are not truly alive.
Or so they say.
If people like me do not speak out, this terrible system will never be changed. Perhaps it is the story I am meant to tell because I can use my experiences and my emotions to help others.
Do I dare take up this challenge? Do I move past my fear? Do I permit myself to grow?