![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
It is morning here, and winter. At 0730 it is still dark and faint light enters only after steps are taken to sail the day, opening blinds appropriately. As I open my bedroom door to forage breakfast a realisation and its accompanying burst of relief strike me. A very simple realisation: I am not afraid to do this. Sure, there was a minor visualisation of some monstrous malevolent creature waiting outside the door, but I felt no inclination to take it as a serious possibility, no fear of opening a door and walking around the place where I live. It is a very great relief to have and appreciate such a lack of fear. To know I am (relatively) safe simply to go about my life with freedom from irrational terror. I don't always have that freedom, so when I do and realise it that awareness means a lot to me.
