stop being afraid of the dark

I thought business trips were going to be brilliant. So much travel and intrigue. Unfortunately, I couldn’t manage to leave my fear of the dark at home. I used to call my husband in the wee hours and beg him to help me get through the night by putting the phone down on the pillow next to him while I cried myself to sleep. I no longer travel for business, but I still have to deal with it whenever I’m alone at night. It’s unnecessary. I’m trying to teach my children not to be afraid of the dark, but I have to fake the nonchalance with which I talk about all the people who work in the dark—nurses, for example, and bakers. I wish I could get over it. Actually, I’ve noticed that since writing this goal down on 43things, it’s eased up for the first time. I’m also in a phase of eliminating other worries in my life, though, so maybe it’s related to my general anxiety level.