If I weren't afraid, I wouldn't worry about the way certain parts of my body look in different cuts of skirts or shirts. If I weren't afraid, I would just confront the person who's been mucking with all my emotions for months now (unintentionally, but STILL). If I weren't afraid, there are a lot of things I'd talk about much more openly on this blog. If I weren't afraid, I'd raise hell every time I get catcalled while just friggin' walking to Chipotle, every time I get harassed on the RTA. If I weren't afraid, I would always ask people to hang out with me when I get lonely.
What would you do if you weren't afraid?