Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world—the cravings of sinful man, the lust of his eyes and the boasting of what he has and does—comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its desires pass away, but the man who does the will of God lives forever.
1 John 2:15-17
Fear of death tends to make fear of the flesh. That’s what I think when I start to have anxiety attacks. My stomach gets all nauseous and cold sweat runs down my back. This usually happens when I think that someone is going to hurt me.
I’ve been having these thoughts since I was a kid. Well, once you get raped you don’t wanna get raped again. So you start distrusting every one you meet. All so you don’t get in trouble again.
But it does not help me very much. For the most part, this whole “fear of everyone” thing really gets on my nerves. I know that not everyone out there is going to hurt me.
But for some reason, that’s all I can think of. They…are…going…to…hurt…me.
That’s all I think…and then…the cold sweat starts. It starts a little bit at first…then comes on full throttle. Cold, icy sweat… Then my stomach feels like it has knots in it. It’s a horrible feeling.
And all this because I am afraid of getting physically hurt.
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