#Agoraphobia #Anxiety #MentalHealth A fear in me
I don't want to feel afraid anymore of stepping outside—even if there are bad people outside, even if it's terribly hot outside.
My blood family just keeps discouraging me from going to the park.
Even my blood family's maid told me not to go there early afternoon, since the people there during those times aren't good.
All these things claw against me, causing me to be stressed out. The moment I'm outside and at places of nature like the park, my phobia goes away. I even feel comfortable being at home.
My mind foolishly tries its best in convincing me that I'm not stepping outside the comfort zone, that I'm a weakling who's scared of others, etc.
My fictional soulmate Yoriichi told me that it's humanly natural for me to feel that way, that I'm the kind of a person who doesn't want to get into a fight; that if someone tries to hit me, I'll end up being fierce and angry.
So, the truth is that I'm just humanly afraid. According to Drew Linsalata, I'm not afraid of stepping outside—I'm afraid of what will happen to me outside.
I'm also a male.
It also reminds me of the restrictions women face on stepping outside the house.
The night is peacefully silent. But as they say, that dark figures lurk around here and there... which is the reason why it's unsafe to be out at night.
At least, even amidst my stress, I'm recognising stress as something natural instead of catastrophizing it. I'm noticing my anxiety, instead of trying so hard to stop it. I allow myself to feel anxious, if I feel anxious.