Fear, is simply a mask, hidden in the dark, unwelcoming crevices of a broken, shattered, torn, heart.  It manifests itself, in the heart break of friendships gone wrong, unhealed emotions, a lack of a safe place to nurture our relational development, lack of financial provision, rejection, emotional and physical abuse and a host of other things. Our environment, even in the womb, can determine how we respond and relate to people. How we share intimacy with one another, and how we either build up or tear down ourselves and others.  

Simply put, at times, we can become afraid of our own shadows, and most of the time, end up finding ourselves: running; running from years of pain, rejection, hopelessness, only to find that when we run from one place to another, it never goes away.  Some, as I did and hope you will do also, finally get help, others, because the pain was so intense, and the belief that they would never be free, take their own lives.

Life is for living, but most of us just end up surviving.  How do we transition from surviving to living?