Like many of us, Niki’s fear of failing started in childhood. Those limiting beliefs we take into ourselves which go on to shape who we think we are through the lens of other people’s worldview. I found this post touching and authentic especially since many of us go to great lengths to hide real or perceived failings. The finale to Niki’s post is also very eye opening and stopped me in my tracks – as it may do anyone who has children or a young person who looks up to them. Brava, Niki, Ed

So Middle S had a homework assignment to research and choose an interesting phobia and she chose Scelerophobia: a fear of bad men, which is fair enough.

I am well versed on sharing my key phobias with all and sundry: flying, spiders, death (’nuff said, right?). Some feel it’s okay to belittle and make fun of my serious and irrational fears and whilst I’m not proud of them, how dare they negate what simply leaves me with night sweats, gut-wrenching cramps and a loss of face in front of my kids? Come sit next to me on a plane during take off and you’ll see how unfunny it is!

But the worst (and silent) phobia I have is a fear of failure – Atychiphobia – to the point that I simply will not attempt something because I think I might fail.

I am now realising that this goes back, way back, to my school days.

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Hoi, hoi mama elsie here, a.k.a Niki Carrick-Steele. Blogging since motherhood. Life was moving too quickly and the 'me' who stepped foot off a London Underground tube to find fortune in the nineties was no longer the 'me' who reached destination 40 in London Olympic year with a Geordie husband and three girls in tow. Blogging enabled me to breathe and stop. making it up as i go along does what it says on the tin. It's a place where I make sense of life and living. I'm a middle management secondary English teacher so my writing is creative (the only way to teach writing is to get your own creations up there) alongside factual (who knew English teaching required so much data analysis?). A career break gave me time to get my creative on: a novel, short stories, poetry (unpublished) and give some real love to my blog; plus whiling away hours on new blogs and twitter. Neither me or my blog fit a single niche , but breaking the 40 barrier gave me the cajones to share experiences without apology and listen without prejudice - of which I found in abundance on #Post40bloggers. This is where I'm at. Lovin' it, lovin' it, lovin' it.