365 Days of Fear: Day 75

Hello, all. I know, this must be a big surprise–I am posting on time and only one day at a time? Who even am I anymore? The answer to that question is that today I am someone who actually faced a tangible fear! One that I can put in words for you all to actually understand. This is truly a remarkable day, everyone. Buckle in, grab some pretzel sticks, and get ready for this adventure I am about to write.

I made that sound a lot more interesting than it actually is. It isn’t as if I climbed a mountain or surfed or something today, but I am a firm believer that facing any type of fear is a big thing. Today was my busy day. I practically had class from 8 am to 6:45 pm with a few hour long breaks in there. One of the classes I have on Tuesdays and Thursdays is my Adolescent Health course for my Secondary Education (CALT) major. I truly love this class (although, if that is because it’s 50 minutes and twice a week or if I really enjoy the coursework I will never know) (I’m totally joking, I love the course).

Today we were discussing Sex Ed and our own personal experiences with it. Now, I normally don’t speak up in this class because the majority of the students are upperclassmen and they intimidate me. But today when asked about our experiences I knew I had to speak up and face this fear of mine (of being judged, I know I know, by the older students when I speak up) and talk about my experience of having my own mother give sex ed to my year in fifth grade. It was too good to hide from the class, and they definitely enjoyed it.

Maybe I’ll speak up more in this class, maybe not. But I’m glad I spoke up today.

75 days down, 290 to go!

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