My wee bravery, to be honest, is avoidance of the bigger bravery I need.
I will need to do a presentation in May. I know I can do it, but I want to do it WELL -- i.e., not gripping the sides of the podium and reading my notes as fast as I can. So tonight I will be attending my first Toastmasters meeting.
Bigger bravery is what I need to face my fear of driving on the freeway. After that, perhaps I'll someday be able to get on a plane, something I haven't done in 20 years. It makes me dizzy to even drop off a friend at the airport! (That is, even when I can drive...)
On the plus side, I typically have long periods, years and years, of being able to drive; and then "flares" of anxiety, periods when I get loopy and can't focus well after about 5 miles of freeway driving. I don't want to lose control and hurt someone besides myself.
Often she hid at the sight of wild beasts,
forgetting what she was; and, though
herself a bear, shuddered at sight of other bears.
-- Ovid, Metamorphoses