SOMETHING THAT SCARES ME.

Truthfully, I have never considered myself a fearful person. I have also never heard any of my friends describe me as being fearful. This may have something to do with my upbringing. At a very early age, I learnt that there is no problem without solution except perhaps, death. Ordinarily, one would expect me to be afraid of death. But I am not afraid of it at all. I know that each man or woman will most certainly pass into the great beyond sooner or later.

However, the only thing that scares me is failure. I have the phobia of failing in any assignment I set out for myself. While writing examinations, doing business, or even studying, that fear is always somewhere in my subconscious. Sometimes, the fear retreats into the innermost sanctuary of my mind. At other times, its presence becomes so overwhelming and overbearing that I feel like choking. But it is always present.

Nevertheless, I have learnt how to turn this feeling to my advantage. I do not drink alcohol. I have also neither smoked nor taken any hard drugs in all my life. This morbid phobia for failure is the only stimulant that drives me to success. There is no doubt that at times when it retreats into my system, I relax and become somewhat complacent. As soon as it emerges however, I set upon my goal with every ounce of strength in me.

I have learn that hardwork is the only long-lasting recipe for success. Since failure scares me, I will always rely on my phobia for it to climb to success.