Last night I looked back. I wanted to take stock. I realized that I had gone from a fearless teenager to a fearful woman, and had stayed that way for many years. It was no mystery: tragedies and cruelties had taken their toll, and at one [blessedly brief] time, I lived in constant fear of everything and for good reason. It was a vicious circle. Because I was fearful, I chose the wrong people, who in turn hurt me one way or another.
I didn't see a bright light or hear thundering voices: My voyage out of the fear was gradual, my innate stubborness propelling me towards something better. I learned to hear and listen to my intuition and the more I did that, the stronger it got. My intuition had been working fine all along -- it's just that I did not trust it [me]. It has never steered me wrong. I don't always listen to it but only in minor things, and I'm remedying that! You have to trust yourself before you can proceed.
Be well. Be safe. Be happy.