# Fear Comfort

By [jer979](https://paragraph.com/@jer979-2) · 2025-09-01

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Sitting like a round stone, it pulls me down.

Behind my solar plexus.

Like the tension of a muscular knot.

There’s an invisible weight that I carry.

It’s a fear, a terror, of scarcity.

Of not having enough.

Of running out.

And around me, there’s an energy field. Almost like you’d see in a movie.

It’s an energy field of fear.

Constricting me, it tells me…”you always need to be afraid, afraid of not having enough, of running out.”

There’s a survival thing going on, I suspect. Some of its physical.

But I wonder if some of it is ego?

I wonder if the fear of not having enough is connected to a sense of dignity? Of identity?

What I really wonder is: since that “stone” and that “energy field” are nothing more than figments of my imagination-they aren’t real-what would happen if I simply decided that I no longer wanted or needed them?

I’m actually a little-no, a lot-afraid of that.

It feels like it could be a type of freedom.

Maybe even better than I could really even imagine.

And, yet, I’m afraid of taking that step.

Feels ironic.

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*Originally published on [jer979](https://paragraph.com/@jer979-2/fear-comfort)*