Fear is a living entity in of itself. Its rooted in our genetic memory, a natural response designed to keep us alive and yet it is always changing. With the passage of time, what we fear morphs and changes shape to match our mental, physical, and spiritual growth.
Most of the things that terrified me as a child hold little sway over me now. I know now that monsters don’t exist. The Alien and Predator aren’t coming over to my house anytime soon to rip me apart. There probably isn’t a ghost or serial killer waiting to harm me as I pass through my hallways at night.
Of course, this doesn’t mean I don’t feel fear. Its just I’m afraid about more worldly and existential things. Knowledge is often the best defense against fear. If you are afraid of getting into a fight, you can apply yourself to martial study. If you are afraid of what is in the darkened room before you, illumination will dispel your doubts.
However, knowledge is also a double-edged sword. The more you learn about the world and your place in it, the easier it gets to identify the things you really should be scared of. As you grow up to take the mantle from the generations before you, you become all too aware of your place in the world and all the things you stand to lose when everything goes to shit. Your parent’s fears become your fears until the cycle renews with your sons and daughters.