I don’t like confrontation. Now, the act of actually confronting someone doesn’t scare me. Once I get in there and really start sharing my feelings like I am in some AA meeting, I am fine with it. I am more than okay to rip one out and let whoever I am upset with know how I feel. What really gets me in trouble is initiating that type of conversation. I don’t know why, but the idea of just going up to someone and just letting out a bunch of negative emotions makes me want to go crawl up a tree like a cat and not want to come down. It’s that initial door knock that is really terrifying; I never know what I am going to face behind that door. The anticipation builds up in my brain and starts bubbling out of my ears while I wait those 20 crucial seconds before the conversation starts. When I start discussing my feelings, however, I realize that everything is fine. The bubbling brew of my fright evaporates, and I am just left with a good conversation that makes me feel happy with myself when finished. Then I think, “hey maybe this wasn’t such a hard thing after all.” I’ve slowly been learning, and growing with each confrontation I have performed, and I realize that honestly, a confrontation is just a serious conversation, and conversations really aren’t all that scary.