When I was little I hated trying anything new. I was always too worried about failure to even try. My mom would encourage me to try without pushing my limits, and because of that I’d slowly come around. Two of the things I love, art and cooking, I was absolutely against trying when I was little. Yet now they are my passions. I still remember the shock on my grandmother’s face when I said I wanted a cookbook for Christmas when I was nine.
All too often we let our fear get the best of us. We let the fear keep us from even trying something. This is something I’m still working to overcome. I started vlogging because it terrified me, and now it’s a lot of fun. For many years I’ve wanted to learn another language, but I always put it off. Whenever I would think about it, or even begin to attempt to learn, I would remember how much I hated speech therapy. I have auditory processing disorder, which means my brain does not process sounds properly. Due to this I had to go to speech therapy to help me learn how to properly pronounce and spell words since I couldn’t properly “hear” them. While it was something very important and I’m thankful I had the opportunity, it was something very discouraging.
Due to my past with speech therapy I would tell myself that I couldn’t learn another language–I had a difficult enough time with English! That I wouldn’t be able to learn the subtleties of different sounds. That I wouldn’t be able to pronounce the words. That if I tried speaking with a native speaker I would just embarrass myself. I let my fear get in the way for many years. However, when I recently read a Swedish book about fika I realized I wanted to learn Swedish. I decided not to let my fear get in the way of me this time. It might not be the most common of languages, but it’s something I’ve been excited about for months now, and the excitement keeps growing.
I make mistakes, but instead of letting them control me I’m trying to use them to help me improve. The other day I made a mistake in a phrase on Tumblr. I felt terrible about it all day, especially since other people had reblogged it so I couldn’t correct the mistake everywhere, only on my personal Tumblr page. However, I went and researched how I made the mistake and how to properly phrase what I was saying, and after that and correcting myself I was able to let go of the anxiety.
I may still only be in the early stages of learning Swedish, but it’s already worth it! Not only did I find something else I’m passionate about, but I’ve made progress in overcoming my fear.
What is a fear you want to overcome?