I'm reading Life of Pi right now. It is my son's summer reading for AP English, so I was curious. Good read.

Anyway, I came across a brilliantly written chapter which personifies fear as "life's only true opponent." It struck me, not only because of the writing but because one of the constants my T has impressed on me over the years has been how fear is the root of my anger, depression, and anxiety.

Just want to share a piece of that chapter:

"Fear . . . nestles in your memory like gangrene: it seeks to rot everything, even the words with which to speak of it. So you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you."