Diana sat and thought, and this is what she was thinking –

Okay, here’s how it is. I can continue being miserable, or I can decide to be happy. Can you decide to be happy? Could it really be that simple?

After much thinking, she decided yes, it probably was. So she took a decision to be happy. Next, she had to decide how to be happy. After a great deal more thinking, she decided in order to be truly happy there had to be a complete absence of fear.

But in a scary world, how was that to be achieved?

First of all, she decided, she had to list her fears in order that she could tackle them, and they were -

Fear of not being successful enough

Fear of being poor

Fear of being a bad person

Fear of being disliked

Fear of not being a good enough mother

Fear of getting fat/old/lined

Fear of being rejected

Fear of rejecting

Fear of cancer/car crash/mad axeman

Fear of the dark and being left alone in it

Fear of dying

Fear of something bad happening to the ones she loved

Fear of making mistakes

Fear she’d already made mistakes

Fear of being alone.

Oh dear, she thought to herself, I really am fucked.