Big Spiders

I am afraid of spiders.
I’m getting over my fear of spiders.
I used to be afraid of spiders.

All of these are valid statements for me.
The first is sort of definitive and prison-ish, though, don’t you think? “I am afraid of spiders” traps me in that fear.

I like the last two statements because they allow for the possibility of a future where I don’t have to gingerly approach every dark floor or worry when I camp outside or feel a high level of anxiety at the cabin or, or, or…

Particularly the last statement. I can say that right now, even though I still feel fear. I can say that in this moment, I used to be afraid of spiders because it’s true. I did used to be afraid of spiders. And right now, I’m working on that fear. It’s still valid, even though I’m playing a little with the time.

(I’m taking a deep breath right now.)

Some other good, small changes:

  1. I used to be so afraid of spiders, I could not even approach one. Now, I feel that fear once in awhile.
  2. You know how I used to be frozen with terror anytime a spider was in the room? Yeah, now I just scream a lot while pointing at it so someone else will kill it.
  3. If a spider is in the room and another person is there who is afraid of spiders, I can muster the courage to mash it.
  4. I’m no longer afraid of small spiders, and big ones are still fear-inducing right now.
Note the language: “right now”, “If… then”, “Used to be… now”
Want to conquer that fear (or sadness, or depression, or terror, or anxiety….)?
Try changing what you’re saying and labeling the fear, first.