What is or are your worst fears and how do you cope with them? Have you managed to heal any of them and if yes, please share your story!
Mine is HIV. I think I got it when I was child around the early 90’s as I saw a documentary about a boy who had HIV but his parents hid it from him till he died of it at very young age.
I guess it hit me so hard because I had had a heart surgery a few years earlier. Thing was that once we would go to the hospital and I would be operated my mom lied to me and said that I would go for trip. I fucking panicked as we arrived at the hospital and I understood that the hospital was the destination. At that time parents were not allowed to stay with their kids and could only visit them at the visiting times. It was a total nightmare for a 5-year-old kid like me..
After major surgery and few weeks at the hospital, a mistrust towards my mother grew inside me. It was not a good idea for me to watch documentary since it evoked a paranoid state of this young boy’s mind. I thought my parents were lying to me and hid the fact that I too had HIV.
That trauma has followed with ever since and I still experience fear when thinking about HIV. But for me the “cure” has been that I have faced the fear and studied quite a lot about the subject. I visioned myselg going through the whole “the test was postitive” scenario in my head and accepted the fact that I had gotten the virus. What I realized was that despite contracting HIV, life can continue as normal with the help of the medicines.
I no longer have unrational fears about having HIV and I test myself every now and then. To built the strength to overcome my fears, I have commited myself to face them instead of avoiding them.
Now it is your turn?
Mine is HIV. I think I got it when I was child around the early 90’s as I saw a documentary about a boy who had HIV but his parents hid it from him till he died of it at very young age.
I guess it hit me so hard because I had had a heart surgery a few years earlier. Thing was that once we would go to the hospital and I would be operated my mom lied to me and said that I would go for trip. I fucking panicked as we arrived at the hospital and I understood that the hospital was the destination. At that time parents were not allowed to stay with their kids and could only visit them at the visiting times. It was a total nightmare for a 5-year-old kid like me..
After major surgery and few weeks at the hospital, a mistrust towards my mother grew inside me. It was not a good idea for me to watch documentary since it evoked a paranoid state of this young boy’s mind. I thought my parents were lying to me and hid the fact that I too had HIV.
That trauma has followed with ever since and I still experience fear when thinking about HIV. But for me the “cure” has been that I have faced the fear and studied quite a lot about the subject. I visioned myselg going through the whole “the test was postitive” scenario in my head and accepted the fact that I had gotten the virus. What I realized was that despite contracting HIV, life can continue as normal with the help of the medicines.
I no longer have unrational fears about having HIV and I test myself every now and then. To built the strength to overcome my fears, I have commited myself to face them instead of avoiding them.
Now it is your turn?