The more scared I became the more I realized that D was the only real option for me.
I worked each week with a counselor to overcome my fear (until I lost my insurance).
Then I filed.
Guess what? None of what I feared happened (yet anyway).
I'm doing ok.
I am pregnant and due in June and still have to work out a place to live which occassionally freaks me out, thats like a month from now. But the way everything else has fallen into place and seemed to just "go" in my favor - I'm hopeful.
Really? I've faced homeless before, even with a baby (my son who is now 11).
I made it then. I'll make it again.
Hang in there.
Be afraid. Its ok. It isn't pleasant but its honest.
It is also motivating if you don't become the deer in the headlights.
Try finding the smallest fear first and see what you can do to face it, work past it, or set it aside. Then do the next smallest one. Pretty soon you'll be climbing giant walls of fear and laughing when you slide down the other side.
Its an incredible feeling to overcome it.