Staring down fear

I believe that I may have named another post this before? But after writing what I just did, I remembered that I also wanted to write this.
When I feel as I just stated, I think that I should also just dare to go into the abyss and stare down whatever it is that seems to hold me fast.
Is it that I worry that I shall never make enough money to have my own life? Am I fearful of not living up to my childs' expectations? Do I worry that I will not be able to have a better life in my future? Am I concerned that I do not know how to go forward in my life?
Writing these things down actually helps that chasm that seemed to leap up in a blue haze. To see those words come leaping across the page is to see their ordinariness and to realise as well that they are just that, words that coat the psyche until one can see beyond them to other things.