It’s now about *ticks off fingers* ten years since yours truly sang off-key to an entire congregation -at the top of the voice- one may add. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like this chic had a naturally bad voice, rather fear had gripped her vocal chords.

Which brings me to my point that fear, like weed, is an unwanted phenomenon which stifles the growth of one’s potential; and just to be clear, living in denial won’t make the fear disappear. So what can be done, one may ask?

Well, I do not have all the answers but one thing that I’m sure of, is that if one does not face fear head-on, it does not go away; if anything, it only intensifies. I know this because ever since the chic used in the intro conquered her fear of singing in public, she has been able to croon sonorous tunes anywhere.

Wishing us all a fearless February.