Fear is a total illusion. It’s an internal experience that grows in power as long as it stays up here 😳👈
When I express fear and share it with someone else, I’m able to recognize the false projection that it actually is.
It’s a neurological response to an infinite variable: the unknown… Continue reading On Fear
The piece of writing we just wrote, the song we just produced, the business we dream of starting…
Not only do these things already exist, but they exist in a much better form than we will ever realize.
And so, we spend another day not trying… Continue reading Afraid to Try
The reason I published parts of my book last week is because I was frightened to do it.
The encouragement to share (even though I was afraid) was provided by the ideas presented in this video… Continue reading Inspiration to Share
Stefan experiences fear & anxiety moments after his first Thoughtopsy video was shared on Facebook… Continue reading Social Media: On Being Seen
Video Recorded by: Adam Abramowitz (November 5th 2:30am) Written by: Adam Abramowitz (October 31st 6:15pm) -Fear, Anxiety, and Self-Doubt- The tension building up to this moment has lasted for almost a week now. I’m sitting at my laptop, bundled up in a windbreaker jacket, hands still cold from the cigarette I snuck outside; a last puff as the sun began its final descent on the eve of Halloween. A little over a week ago, I made a decision to film myself talking about fear, anxiety, and self-doubt. I want to address my own fear of my face, speaking publicly. I … Continue reading The “F” Word
Written by: Travis Goure
For a long time I’ve been deeply frustrated by my inability to express the form of my fear. So now, as it presently occurs to me, I’m surprised to see some of its manifestations, the first and most monstrous of which is my fear of the human face. It is a fear of their expressions, of what I think they’ll say, against what they truly do. It is like when I’ve been in a grocery store, and said something to a clerk which returned a peculiar look, one which reads, to me, that what I said was inappropriate, or obtuse, or taken the wrong way. In those instances I have often spent a week or more replaying that scenario in my mind until I find some strange way of bridging its cold disharmony.
It is nearly impossible for me to hold a conversation without my heart rattling, my legs swaying, and why? Continue reading “True Sentiment: A Fear of the Human Face”