Fear is blocking your best life.
- Nikki Bonkoski
- Dec 17, 2025
- 3 min read
Fear.
Fear is blocking your best life.
What is fear? Fear is an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.
Fear is getting in the way of your joy.
Fear is keeping you from taking the job you want, writing the story that's in your heart, following your dreams, and endless other things each and every day of your life.
When my first husband died over a decade ago..........Fear became like that person you invited to the party who is now drinking too much and acting like an asshole but you don't have the guts to tell them it's time for them to go home. Fear became a constant playlist in my mind. All day....every single day....fear told me I wasn't brave. Fear told me I wasn't worthy. Fear told me I wasn't smart. Fear told me I was broken beyond repair and unlovable. Fear told me not to step my foot out the door. Fear told me not to breathe.
Fear is wrong.
Fear is a trickster.
Fear is often standing right in the middle of the path you are meant to take and it's making you think you're too scared to bust through and that you will just take the other road. The easy road. The safe road.
Fear is wrong.
Don't get me wrong. Danger is real. Very real.
But I'm not talking about danger. I'm talking about living.
Danger is real. Fear is an illusion.
Fear is our mind's way of trying to predict the future. But we can't predict the future. We can't predict what will happen in one hour, in one day, next week, in 3 months, or in 30 years.
When you have seen death.........when you have seen someone young, beautiful, and loving who had their entire future ahead of them.....when you see them dead in a coffin it makes you angry. It makes you realize that tomorrow is. not. guaranteed. Let me say that again......Tomorrow is not guaranteed. We seem to say that a lot. We put that shit on t-shirts but we don't live it. We don't feel it. I seen my young husband go from laughing over tacos on Tuesday night to watching them lower him into the ground on Monday morning. This made me realize that I could be dead in 3 months, or 3 years, or 30 years and I'm going to try my best to tell fear to leave the party. I'll call it an Uber and send it on its way. I'm not pouring it another cocktail and entertaining it anymore.
Fear is the jerk at the party.
Tell it to step aside and let you walk into the life you are meant to live.
A life filled with purpose, love, adventure, and freedom.
Fear whispers, “Submit today, and I’ll give you tomorrow,” yet that tomorrow never comes.
You are meant to live fully and cherish every moment.
It may take time to grasp this lesson, but the true cost of living is always worth it.
When we allow fear to make our choices and decisions we truly miss out on so much?
LIFE.
Love always, Nik
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