Strengths I forget I havePosted: August 24, 2005
I used to be scared of the dark.
As a child there was nothing scarier to me than the absence of light. I always had a very active imagination, especially back then. Couple that with the standard stories every Ghanaian kid hears about witches, ghosts, evil spirits etc. and its not too hard to imagine what type of nighttime horrors I was coming up with to keep myself awake.
Somewhere along the line my father found out about this. I can’t remember if I told him or if he just figured out that I was scared of going to sleep. Either way, I remember us talking about it, and him telling me that the fear was just in my head and telling me that I could either stand up to it or be afraid of the dark for the rest of my life.
Then I remember night after night when I’d go into the bathroom (the only place in the house where I could get any privacy) turn off the lights and just sitting there getting to know my demons.
It worked. Today I actually like the dark. I function as well at night as I do in the daytime. And I discovered I have really good night vision.
Somedays I need to remind myself that I’m still that same kid. A little older and with a new set of demons, but just as capable of facing them now as I was then