The First Step Is To Find Out What You’re Afraid Of

The second step is to do that thing

Alexandra Walker-Jones

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When I was 5 years old, I remember being afraid to go up to the counter at Chickfila and exchange my kids book for a vanilla soft-serve ice-cream cone. It’s the first thing I can consciously rememeber being afraid of. I didn’t want to be alone, I didn’t want to do something wrong, and I certainly didn’t want this to set a precedent with my parents — after all, being 5 years old had a lot of perks, and not being responsible for myself was largely one of them.

I remember my mom saying to me, “they’re just a person, just like you or me, and the worst thing they can say to you is no.”

Well damn, when you put it like that mom.

But she was right — not just in what she was saying to me — but in knowing exactly what I needed to hear at that particular moment in time as I found my kid self at the crossroads of a very scary decision. Somehow knowing that the only two possible outcomes of this venture were the person at the register either saying ‘yes,’ and rewarding me with my treat, or saying ‘no,’ and leaving me empty handed. Suddenly, it became a risk I was willing to take — I could handle not getting an ice-cream if that was the worst possible thing to come from it, I thought.

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Alexandra Walker-Jones

Content writer and published author in the plant-based health and wellness sphere. I’m just here to learn! awalkerjones.com