Sunday, December 30, 2012

Dogs, Ana, and Mia: A Thought on Fears


Fears.

Everyone, i guess, has their own fears. Fear of dogs, fear of deaths, fear of speaking in front of people, fear of being left behind, fear of spider, fear of heights, fear of being obese, fear of being skinny, and so on. It may sound silly for some others but for the one who has the fear, it’s practically logical to be feared of it.

I’m not a fearless man. I have my own fears. Dogs, for instance. Bring to me even the most cutest puppy in the world and i can turn into a stone statue in a second, not being able to move at all. I entertained some people, most of them are my relatives and families, with my fear of dogs. I suddenly lost my mind when i meet those four legs furry animal.

Another story about fears, i have a friend whose fear is gaining weight. The funniest part is this friend is a guy. I thought this anorexia thing only happen to girls but i was wrong. Even he admitted that he was with anorexia and bulimia, he called them ana and mia. LOL. At first, his fear is okay to me. I mean, we have our own fears and he haven’t seen me react with dogs so i don’t want to judge his fears about weight gaining. He’s in a great shape, actually. Well, he was chubby but i never thought it would lead him into ana and mia.  He worked out like a mad man and eat normally but as soon as he reached home, he hurled himself to calm himself down. It happened for almost three years. Now, i can proudly announced that my friend finally broke up with ana and mia.

Sometimes, i thought fear is a good thing. Fears make us to do something we can not do in sane condition. I run faster to avoid dogs. My friend worked out like a ninja to avoid weight gaining. Somehow, it motivates us to break the limit to make ourselves in the comfort zone.

But, still, fears have negative impacts too. On the polar opposites of the advantage which is breaking the limit for us, it also limits us to go further in life. When my friend and his ana and mia are in a relationship, i saw him suffered a lot. Not physically, but mentally. He was a cheerful guy around us but inside, i know, that he was too concious about his physical appearance. A joke about his looks would he took as an offensive comment.

I know it’s so damn hard to fight our own fears. I still can not tolerate dogs, no matter how had i try. I mean, i watched Hachiko and try to picture every dog just as good as Hachiko but it didn’t work. It takes time but the key is you’re trying.

Well, that’s all for tonight, people.

Cheers.