Your freedom ends, where your fear begins.
We all have a tiny silver of a chance of dying in random violence. We have a much better chance of being killed by someone we’ve really pissed off that we have a long relationship with. Far more of us will die from cars, stairs and a cold that gets out of hand. Yet we get into cars, climb the stairs and go outside with wet hair in defiance of what mom said about it.
In our daily lives though, we do all sorts of things from fear. Fear of being alone. Fear of other people disapproving. Fear of pain. Fear of hunger. Fear of change. Fear of the unknown. Fear of loss. Fear of being fired. Fear of having no money. Fear of never seeing someone again. Fear of success even. Fear of him or her saying no.
Life is too short to live a life of fear. Take reasonable precautions, manage the risks but face your fears and do it anyway. Otherwise, you’re your own jailer.
If you weren’t frightened. What would you do?