Overcoming My Fear Of Bambi , Part II
Fear had its grubby mitts on me and was dragging me systematically, with every anxious, shallow breath, deeper down the rabbit hole. It replaced my relatively rational mind with that of a caveman being chased by a T-Rex. I was in constant fight or flight mode, assessing every threat on a scale of one to … Continue reading Overcoming My Fear Of Bambi , Part II
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