Twelve years ago tomorrow is the anniversary of me going all-in on overcoming one of my biggest life-long fears.
But first, a little backstory.
When I was four years old, my then-two-year-old brother got bit by a very large dog. It tore into the side of his face, causing him to need multiple stitches and a whole lot of healing. He still has the scars to this day.
I watched this entire event happen right in front of my eyes from the safety of a hill across the way from where the dog was. The hill I attempted to get my brother to come hide with me behind, but he refused to listen.
He insisted on going over to pet the dog.
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