We’ve all seen it right? The trope about why people die in horror movies? You hear a dangerous noise,
so go outside to investigate, and boom, the killer got you. In that moment, I think to myself, you weren’t
afraid enough. A little fear, will go a long way in keeping someone alive right?
You should be afraid to touch a hot stove, or to drive drunk or to eat a poisonous berry. That’s good
fear. But sometimes, our fears can go into overdrive. We can even become dependent upon them and
they go from being a survival tool to a crutch.
So how do you know the difference?