Went to work, came home.

Facinating.

Just eaten a kebab whilst listening to music. Experiencing a serenity I have not felt in about twenty years.

Vincent the dog is hoofing it round the room like a paper bag in the wind growling in exuberance at his own excitement. What a fucking loony.

Fear is a construct, a falsity, a notion, a concept, an aggregation of thought, an anti-aliased perception of reality, an idea, an approach, an image, a conception, an impression, a viewpoint, a transient state borne from interpretation borne from ignorance. Ignorance of the magnificence of oneself, yourself, myself and every self.

You may wonder about my history given my first post.

I have through compulsion of perceived necessity researched the concept of intense fear directly in all its forms for the past 5 years.

I have studied, every resource in intricate and minute detail.

I studied myself in intricate and minute detail.

I include a small list of the most learned here.

Dr Claire Weekes
Dr David Carbonell
Dr Harry Barry
Dr David Burns
Barry McDonagh
Charles Linden
Jeffrey Hammes

I have tried all methods of removal, all methods of diminishment. In my opinion, Charles Linden is the worlds expert in recovery.

I experienced, constant Anxiety, Panic Attacks, OCD, constant Depersonalisation, suicidal level depression, occasional Derealisation, Vomiting, Shaking, Migraines, Fear of everything, everyone, and everywhere, fear of the future, fear of the past, fear of the present, fear of life, fear of death.

I have had hardly any sleep in this time, I experienced only one emotion, fear, unremitting, unrelenting, intense, overwhelming, overbearing, choking.

All until today.

Where it all vanished.

By my hand.

By my observation.

By my understanding.

By my choice.

Took the Dog for a walk today.

I realised and more importantly experienced the simplicity and beauty of a single truth hidden in the reactive turmoil of fear.

There is no fear, it does not exist.

It has never existed.