Fear...

fear is silly.

Every day this semester I sit there and hear about disease, health problems, risk, etc. We actively discuss the topics for hours. Everybody comes out feeling a little more paranoid and at the same time better informed and relieved...at least I do anyway.

Live life. What are we protecting ourselves from? Why do we naturally block good things out? or at least potentially good things? That, I don't really understand. What is this fear?

In Epidemiology we talk about screening tests and whether or not it is beneficial to know if we have something bad. We talked about how there is no reason to do screening for something that there is no cure or aid for. Once you know that you are going to inevitably die and suffer from it...you can't even do anything about it. Talk about hopeless. It would be better to just live the best we can because the truth is we are all going to die someday. Not to say that everybody should go and do stupid things but to at least keep in mind that we only have one life to live and we might as well enjoy it to the best of our abilities. This does not impede on getting somewhere, and having a good career, or forming good bonds with people, or anything of that nature. It is hard to do everything and it is impossible to truly do so but that makes life interesting...all the variety, all the struggles we go through, all the good times, the bad times...just all of it.

This cautiousness? I'm going to need to evaluate at it and keep it in check. I don't want any of it to prevent me from living.