Being Brave

Today I cut the grass, dug a new border and helped the big man paint the fence.

In order to do this I had to overcome my irrational anxiety of being in the front garden. We had to move from our previous house because of a mad neighbour who made life unbearable with her frightening behaviour and I still don't feel comfortable being outside the front of the house even now, 11 years later.

Courage was screwed up though and tonight I feel quite proud of myself.