REAL FEAR, READ A FREE CHAPTER
- simonmorrell
- May 11
- 3 min read
REAL FEAR, READ A FREE CHAPTER
Ways to cope with that dirty four-letter word.
Simon Morrell
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About Simon Morrell
Simon is a hugely successful Martial Artist, award-winning
author and public speaker whose story has been told
throughout the world via his books, podcasts, short films
and radio interviews.
He has been featured on or in the BBC, the New York Post,
the Huffington Post, the Vancouver Sun, the Daily Mirror
and the Tokyo Times, amongst others.
However, it wasn’t always this way. Simon’s childhood and
early adult years were spent being bullied without mercy,
beaten and spat at, and abused (non-sexually) by a
narcissistic father whose dislike of Simon was obvious for all
to see.
A quiet child who was eager to please, he soon found himself
living in a bucket of fear. Panic attacks and agoraphobia
meant leaving the house was a battle, conversations a
struggle and making eye contact, well, near impossible.
Determined not to live his life this way, he set about learning
how to control his fear, and once he did so, his life changed
in ways unimaginable.
He hopes this book can do the same for you.
FEAR FRIEND OR FOE?
ONE
My first encounter with fear was seeing my mum hit my dad
over the head with a large carving of an elephant as he lay
on the couch, sleeping after an afternoon drinking session.
Her ferocity frightened, shocked and surprised me as she was
normally such a quiet and angst-riddled mother. However,
she chose to perform this act of violence in front of her son,
setting the mould for my fear. I was just three years old.
Fast forward two years, and my first school. I was a shy,
withdrawn kid who quickly attracted the attention of others,
more brave, more confident, and dare I say it, more vicious.
A quick punch in the face and a glob of spit were all it took
me to know I didn’t fit in at this Catholic primary school,
but it took many more beatings, including one from a cruel
nun who took to me with a stick, for me to find the voice to
tell my dad I wanted out. Three years to be precise.
I didn’t do so well at my next school either. Nor the one after
that, the much dreaded High School, where some of the kids
were almost adults. The spitting continued as one afternoon
I felt more globs, one after the other, as classmates chose to
hurl abuse and phlegm at a kid who was a shy as you could
get.
The anxiety started to grow, and the fear was getting bigger.
Now, home wasn’t a picnic either. What should have been a
safe place was an equal house of horror. Stupid row with
5your sibling and bang! Father dear father pins me up against the wall by my
throat and proceeds to punch this skinny fifteen-year-old
in the face.
A knock at the door, and a local skinhead stands before
you, goading you to come outside so he can stab you.
I could go on. Dad’s fists, his pool cue thrown at me, my
escapes from the house, only causing more terror as I try to
find a safe space in a town where certain youths resented
me, largely due to dad’s business and big house, two things
I could have done without. But you get the picture. They
strong, me weak, fear is at my side.
So wandering around the town, anxiety flowing through
my veins, and really having nowhere to go would, later on,
I realised, be my first journey into agoraphobia. No, I
wasn’t scared of spiders. Agoraphobia literally translates
from the Greek “Fear of the marketplace.
Now, more about the beatings, bullying, and abuse can be
found in my book ‘From Bullied to Black Belt.
’ What I’d like this book to do is explore fear in general and how we
can go about controlling yours.
Real Fear by Simon Morrell is available to download here
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