After God, fear...

 After God, fear...Men? Women? Children at night after they've had sugar? Being seated in front of a taxi and having to distribute change? Or, how about a month that feels like three for the price of one?!

Januworry is Januworry guys. Sis isn't dropping the team average. Nope. She's living up to the standards of her clan. Holidays are officially over and the reality of adulting is facing us head on.

So, after God, who/what do you fear? How many years old were you when you discovered this danger? What precautionary measures are you taking? Will 2022 be the year when you deal with this fear once and for all?

If you'd asked me this question before I became a teenager, the answer would have been fictional characters from scary tales. Lesilo, Pinky Pinky  and that "waar is my kop?" (Where is my head?) episode on Emzini Wezinsizwa take the cup. Such a long list for my teen years. Okay. Not just long - long and embarrassing. Now...the fact that the process of adulting is irreversible. Yho! Fear adulting! Fear it...

I imagine there will be a couple members of the "fear doesn't exist in my vocabulary" crew reading this. Good for you mntase!

Okay, jokes aside. Let me be a bit serious. These three months of Januworry 2022 have added a few things on that list. After God, fear the possibility of being surrounded by intentions meant to bring you harm. After God, fear the way you sometimes ignore your instincts. After God, fear how quickly the human mind forgets.

Above it all, especially when things are heated in this life thing, make sure that after God you fear your inability to channel self love...