my relationship to fear

This is what does it for me, stops me from feeling safe to explore the woods: the possibility of coming across one of these majestic but terrifying creatures. I know all the stats, they are more scared of me than I am of them and blah, blah, blah, but I am frightened to the point of immobility of these things nonetheless.

No so frightened though that I would shoot and kill them from the safety of inside my home as this man did. Good grief. That is what I call letting fear get the better of you.