Saturday, August 23, 2025
I’m astonished at how dependent people are on all sorts of “support.” My mother confessed her fear of losing dad, a 55+ year marriage. “What would I do?!?” She stress eats when dad gets sick. “Would you come to care for me?” she asked. “Do you need a service dog, or a support animal?” I asked in return. Take care of what? I wondered.
We equate our deepest fears with incapacitation. Why do we do this? Total paranoia. We’re scared of getting used to change. What’s so hard about that?
When life changes, rubbernecking slows down traffic. Once you stop rubbernecking and face forward, the traffic flows. We’re scared of “new” things. We’re scared of change. We’re scared of things falling apart. We’re scared of them blowing up, going viral, or catapulting us into stardom. We’re scared of dying and we’re scared of living, yet we fight for our lives. What is all of this about?
We’re scared of being scared. We’re scared of grief. We’re scared of our emotions. Prison wouldn’t be so bad if we weren’t scared to be locked up. Locked up in emotional turmoil? That’s what we’re scared of, the prison of our insane minds. We’re scared of being locked up in mental turmoil forever. We’re scared of our own minds, which includes our surroundings and others. We’re scared that we won’t be able to respond, cope, or get on.
You’ll get on fine. Even in prison. Even in Hospice, in singleness, in a coffin, or with a disability. You’ll get used to it. Why scare yourself? You’re adaptable, capable of dying and living with no trouble at all.
Incapacitated? Basically, your head is talking nonsense. Chop it off. A deeper dive will show you that you can survive and thrive in any condition, even death. Get used to it. You always have.