Of course it’s natural to be scared, but as you say, it’s important not to be paralized when you’re scared. Earlier this year, my boss told me that the magazine I edit might be cancelled. Two years ago? Those words would’ve sent me panicking and into fetal postion fast. This time, I had the ugliest pit in the bottom of my stomach, but I managed to keep my cool during the meeting, and once I was out, I started calling around to fish for new jobs. That’s the progress. Not being scared is a bit dangerous, I think, since you stop reading risks and acting accordingly.

I’ll be here a lot more often. Unless my internet dies again, you won’t be getting rid of me.

“It’s specially good when you can look back and see how you’re handling emergencies differently, because it’s always a boost to your self-steem when you realize you’re no longer as scared, or as helpless as you were before, right?

Oh, I’m still scared…I think it’s natural to be scared when things upset your world. But the helpless goes away really fast.

A while back, I wrote a post about having to put Furball to sleep, in which I noted that for the first time, when my ex asked how much money I needed to handle it, I was able to tell him that I had not needed money, just a ride (which I got elsewhere), and his comfort (which I had [via phone]). That was the sweetest feeling; that I hadn’t had to depend on him to bail me out *yet again*.

Anyway, I’m glad you managed to find your way over here, as your opinions are always great to read!

It’s specially good when you can look back and see how you’re handling emergencies differently, because it’s always a boost to your self-steem when you realize you’re no longer as scared, or as helpless as you were before, right?