Be fearless, be yourself, and protect your well being

Be fearless, be yourself

I don’t remember exactly when I first realised I was fearless.

Perhaps it was that time ten years ago when I became aware that two dishevelled teenage girls were waiting to roll me for cash outside a public toilet. Instead of cowering in the cubicle, I thought “well, this should be interesting” and boldly stepped out of the stall. Perhaps luckily for me, the girls had already fled because a young mother with a pram had entered the room.

The event was not a turning point, but an indication that something in me had changed.

I certainly haven’t always been this way. The list of fears I’ve grappled with over the years is quite lengthy. Many were imagined inadequacies: not measuring up when it came to being smart, pretty, thin, sexy, experienced, cool, quirky, assertive, articulate, patient or affectionate.

Other fears were more substantial and nurtured by the emotional blackmailers and bullies in my life. It was through them that I learned to fear inadequacy, powerlessness and invisibility. And my fear of being selfish kept me involved with those people much longer than I should have been.

It was not the act of leaving those relationships which made me fearless, though. I left only after accepting that it did not make me a bad person to put my own well being first; particularly my mental health, which was unknowingly under pressure at the time.

I believe my refusal to feel guilty for these acts of self-preservation engendered the fearlessness that I feel today.

What does it mean to be fearless? Well, it is more than striding confidently into battle. Being fearless can also mean being ruthless and dispassionate.

For me it means always putting my mental health first, and simply avoiding those stressful situations and people that cause my depression to surface.

It means not feeling guilty to decline invitations, instead of feeling obliged to accept and then stressing and lying about why I cancelled or didn’t show. It means happily refusing the assistance of well-meaning match-makers or dates with men where there is no chemistry, even though the alternative is to be alone.

It also means reducing my social circle to those with whom I really care to spend time, and limiting my exposure to my extended family and its dramas.

Being fearless has brought innumerable positives to my life. Foremost, it has nurtured within me a confident self-acceptance: I’m comfortable with my own company, being in my own skin, my age, my economic circumstances, and my abilities and preferences, while genuinely not giving a toss about what other people might think.

Fearlessness also helps me to resist emotional blackmail and stand up to bullies. It entitles me to refuse to be defined or constrained by others’ value systems and currencies for measuring self-worth. It equips me to speak my mind. And it helps me to accept when I am not liked – or loved – and to understand that solitude does not mean loneliness.

Perhaps most importantly of all, fearlessness enables me to be totally unapologetic about putting my own well being first.

Yes, my fearlessness makes me uncompromising but I write about it in the hope that I can encourage other people to be fearless too. Particularly women, who I believe are not well served by this society which even now encourages them to put themselves second after partners, families and their employers.

Fear makes us small and erodes our self-worth. Fearlessness gives us the right to be, and to protect, ourselves. Be fearless, be yourself, and protect your well being.

Author: Drag0nista

Political columnist at The New Daily | Editor of Despatches & AusVotes 2019 | Author of On Merit, a book on the Liberals' *women problem*. Former Liberal staffer and industry lobbyist. Studying the entrails of federal politics since 1989.

8 thoughts on “Be fearless, be yourself, and protect your well being”

  1. Bravo, well spoken (out)

    … women, who I believe are not well served by this society which even now encourages them to put themselves second after partners, families and their employers.

    and for men who have to put themselves second after their employers, families and partners.

    The main difference is the order of the oppressors.

  2. This is cool. I often put everything else first at the expense of my emotional well being and I suffer for it…then I don’t feel I’m a good mum, wife, journo etc. lately I’ve been in conversation with people who have shared about importance of emotional health & then rest will follow.

  3. I hope to one day conquer my own fears as they invariably, for me, become self-fulfilling prophecies.

    Perhaps we could all benefit from learning the Litany Against Fear (from Dune) 🙂

    “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration…”

  4. Fearlessness, eh?! I am not sure that I would have used that word for my experience which is very similar.

    Somewhere, sometime over forty years ago as a young mum with a child – I decided that there had to be something for me. I had left home where parents dominated my life. My husband – though unknowingly – was doing the same thing. And I realised that even little children could do that too. If I didn’t acknowledge my own self and well-being, there would be nothing left for me or of me.

    I am concerned, particularly for women, if there is no acknowledgment of this self, its needs, and its concerns, its own esteem. It is only out of our own wholeness and confidence that we can give out to others. Subjection, anything for a quiet life is not the way to go … but I see so many travelling it thinking that they are being “nice”, “thoughtful” and so on.

    Individuation Jung called it. Fearlessness is only a part of the whole … but it is the part that takes us past the clambering for ‘security’, partnerships that cannot satisfy and into a still, strong centre where we get to know ourselves and acknowledge our own self.

  5. There certainly is much in this life that will seek to thwart us without our own fears holding us back as well.

    Bravo. I say that both for you taking that first, and indeed the second step, of your journey and for sharing.

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