What is my greatest fear?

The first time that I asked out a girl, I was 13 years old.  I was terrified.  I wanted to ask out Andrea.  I thought Andrea was the prettiest girl in my class.  I thought Andrea was a ten out of ten, who was out of my league.  Andrea had blonde hair.  I liked Andrea because she was fun to talk to and she was friendly. 

During recess, my friends James and Monique literally pushed me towards Andrea’s locker to ask her out.  I was scared.  When I walked towards Andrea’s locker, I kept asking myself questions.   What happens if Andrea said no?  What was I going to say if Andrea said no?  How would I handle being rejected by someone that I really cared about?

Finally, the moment of truth came.  I arrived at Andrea’s locker.  In that moment, I knew that I had to ask Andrea the question (or else I would be kicking myself later if I was too chicken to ask her out).

I knew that I was out of luck.  It was a yes or no question.  If you need two days to think about the answer, the answer is obviously no.  A couple days later, Andrea said the following.

Surprisingly, in the end, I was relieved.  I had nothing to regret.  I gave it my best shot.  Getting rejected wasn’t the end of the world.  I was happy that I had the guts to face my greatest fear.  Now I could move on with my life instead of chasing after the same girl for several months.

As an adult, my greatest fear right now is finding a job.  I haven’t been able to find a job for the past eight months since I was laid off.  I’ve expanded my job search outside of Calgary in hopes that I can find work in another city.


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