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January 26, 2021

It’s time to get over my fear of guns

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I have a very real fear of guns.  The fear is so intense that I literally tremble if I see a firearm and I cry if I try to hold one.

Why am I so afraid? I’ve never been the victim of gun violence, but two tragic incidents left an indelible mark on my psyche.

Seeing the first hand effects
My first exposure came when I was a journalism student. My classmates and I were sent to report on a Memphis murder trial that involved an 18-year-old thug who killed a young father during an attempted robbery.

The victim supported his family by working the night shift at the FedEx hub. After leaving his job in the early morning hours, he stopped at a local grocery store to pick up a few things. Thug-Boy, who had a curfew with his mother, had spent his evening looking for someone to rob. He saw his opportunity as the man entered the store. He broke into the car, ducked behind the driver’s seat and waited for the young father to return. When the father came back, Thug-Boy shoved the gun against the man’s head and demanded money. Apparently the father didn’t have enough, and Thug-Boy fired into the man’s skull.

The prosecutor asked Thug-Boy why he shot the man. Thug-Boy paused for a moment and then mumbled, “Because I didn’t want my mama to get mad at me for being out late.” He then smiled and waved at his family in the court room.  I heard sobs coming from behind me.  As I turned my head, I saw the young widow clutching the arm of an older woman.  The widow’s head was down, and her body was shaking. My stomach twisted in knots, and I silently began to cry with her.

My second exposure came just a few months later. My friend Susan was having problems with an obsessive ex-boyfriend.  He started stalking her on campus, but Susan, with her kind-hearted ways, didn’t want to report him because she worried he would be kicked out of the university. He convinced her to go to his house one night “just to talk” and there he showed her his gun and suicidal drawings. Susan returned back to our dorm, but brushed off our concerns. “He’s just depressed,” she said. “He would never hurt me.” A few days later Charles caught her in a parking lot and shot her.  He then turned the gun on himself. There was no open casket at her funeral; the gunshot made it impossible to say goodbye.

Those experiences hit me hard. I couldn’t understand why two innocent people were killed. These two people were loved by family and friends, and they were on their way to making a real difference in this world; however, gunshots took it all away.

The danger is not the weapon, it’s the mind of the person wielding it
It took me many years to understand the deaths of my friend and the young father were not caused by guns; they were caused by people with obvious mental defects who had access to guns. Nonetheless, I find little comfort in the awareness.

The danger is not the weapon per se; it’s the mind of the person wielding it.  Unfortunately, we have sociopaths in our society, and they will use anything they can find to harm others.  We’ve seen these empathy-free monsters hurt and kill innocent people with bombs at the Boston Marathon, guns at Sandy Hook Elementary School and stabbings at a Houston college.

There is another side to this coin. Weapons can be used to hurt the innocent, but they can also be used to stop the dangerous.  God bless our police officers, military personnel and ordinary folks like the 14-year-old Phoenix boy who protected his three younger siblings by shooting an armed man in their house or the Georgia mom who fired five shots into an intruder after he discovered her and her children hiding in an attic.

It’s time to tackle my fear with education and honor
I have made a deliberate effort to tackle one fear every year of my adult life. It started in my twenties when I forced myself to get over my fear of water by learning how to swim. However, I have put off tackling my greatest fear for two decades.  I know too much about what guns can do.  Even if we can keep firearms out of the hands of thugs and sociopaths, people still get hurt. I’ve heard the stories about people having their own weapon used against them, children being injured or killed while playing with unsecured guns, and innocent bystanders getting hit by crossfire.

I know too much, but I also know too little. Despite having friends and family who are hunters, police officers and military personnel, I am woefully ignorant about guns. I’ve never made an effort to learn.

That’s why I am designating the next 365 days as my time to get an education. I plan on taking a gun training class with a certified instructor. I need to push emotion aside and view firearms from a strictly academic perspective. My hands may be shaking during the first few exposures, but I hope to eventually muster the courage to actually hold and fire a gun without crying.

My education doesn’t stop with a class. During this year, I will show gratitude to the men and women whose job it is to protect us from those who want to do harm. I will make an effort to get their names and say “thank you” to all military personnel and military personnel I encounter.

Finally, I will honor the memory of those who have died or been injured because of gun violence. My friends and I keep Susan alive in our hearts.  Her murder made all of us more vigilant about obsessive relationships and stalking. It brought us closer to God. Most importantly, it taught us to embrace today because no one’s tomorrow is guaranteed.

I’m starting my education today.

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13 Comments on It’s time to get over my fear of guns

  1. I’m glad to see you admit that you don’t know as much as you should about guns, and then I’m really glad to see you to decide that you are going to educate yourself. Most people who fear and/or hate guns never try to learn about them. I would recommend telling your instructor ahead of time that you are nervous to be near guns. What he might tell you is that they are a tool- just like a knife or a hammer or a screwdriver. They only work when someone picks them up. You can build a beautiful house with a hammer or you can crush your boyfriend’ scull, it’s up to you.

  2. I have a very similar fear. I’ve been trying to overcome it, these past three years. My fear stems from looking down the barrel of a pistol, a nightmare that came true, and still haunts me. If the gun is not being held, I only tremble. If it is near me, I start to panic, but when someone is holding the gun or has one on them (police officer) I have a full blown panic attack and cry.
    I have really been trying to get over this because I am going to be a teacher next year. The schools around me, they have a police officer in the building and they wander through the classrooms (unannounced) to bond with the students. I think that it is a great idea but the first time an officer paid a surpise visit, he wanted to shake my hand and I’m trying not to have a panic attack in front of all of my students. Luckily it waited until he left and my students went to lunch, a few minutes later.
    I have educated myself about guns, my husband owns a bunch of guns that he keeps hidden. I used to panic at the sight of them, now I can at least walk by the firearms section in a sporting goods store, to get to the camping section, without breaking down. I don’t want to panic if I ever get pulled over and I don’t want to panic when the officers come in to bond with the students. It is tough, but we need to be tougher than that.

    Greatest of luck on your endeavors! Just be patient with yourself too.

  3. I have the same exact fear. Like you I witnessed violence and I get so uncomfortable that I cringed looking at the picture of one on the top of this article! I am determined to get over this too, good luck

  4. Kudos, Kim! Conquering fear is no easy task. I suggest contacting Larry Correia. He was a firearms instructor and is very knowledgeable about firearms and safety. Good luck!

  5. Thank you for such candid honesty. I am sorry for your experiences that created such emotional turbulence. My family also experienced a stalking that ended a beautiful life and broke my great uncle’s heart. I hope to take a page from your book and try to work on conquering some of my own very real fears.

  6. In an older post I spoke of personal freedom –

    ………… In order to live as a free man, a man must be honest with himself. For it is when a man is honest with oneself that he is then able to be honest with another. A free man is dependent upon himself and not another man or government. So it is then that a free man is able to identify when his liberty has been infringed upon and protect it. If a man is dependent upon another then he has diminished his Liberty and therefore is less capable of defending it. It is for this reason that it is incumbent upon us to honestly ask ourselves to what extent we are dependent and then work to remove those dependencies no matter how scary it may be. …….

    Freedom takes on many forms. Your choice to overcome the fear that controls you is as stark and honest as it gets. In making the decision to overcome this fear you have made yourself a person that is more free. Good for you !

    And remember – Family Fun Time can be Family Gun Time – because the family that shoots together – stays together.

  7. My sister said the same thing when she first held a gun. I understand the sentiment. Guns feel/look scary. Recently, in the Austin-area (remember us Texas are mostly pro-gun), we’ve been facing a subtle (and not so subtle) gun-phobia that have led to some disturbing actions by law enforcement. CJ Grisham, a soldier who served in Iraq and Afghanistan, was arrested for “rudely” displaying after going on a hike with his Eagle Scout son. Someone called and was “scared” of this man walking with a rifle. (The area they were walking in was completely rural AND has a bounty on wild boar…which is why he was carrying it). This YouTube video taken from his own device here: The polices’ dash cam shows the officer pulling a gun to his head, which was shown the first day of trial (Oct 15). It has gained quite a bit of attention.
    My point in sharing this is to agree with you…that guns are only “scary” depending on the hands they are in. This video proves that in the wrong hands (even law enforcement) they can be used as tools of evil/manipulation. God help us if we lose our 2nd amendment right to bear arms. Good for you for overcoming your fear!

  8. “That’s why I am designating the next 365 days as my time to get an education. I plan on taking a gun training class with a certified instructor.”

    Good. You can’t conquer fear without confronting it. Ultimately all guns are just pieces of metal and plastic or wood or whatever. If there is ever evil it is in the heart of the person holding it. Not all is negative. People use them many times also to save and protect life.


  9. You will stop crying. Your hands will stop shaking. I promise. You WILL master your fear.

    Evil is perpetrated in many ways: My sister was murdered with a kitchen knife.

    My heart goes out to you.

  10. Again, what an fantastic post. I love reading your blogs. Congratulations on taking the steps to overcome your fears and to become educated. I also have a pretty big dislike to weapons in general. But I realize they have a place of purpose when in the right hands. Keep us updated to how you are doing with your training!

  11. Good for you! Very sad stories. My heart goes out to the young father and your friend Susan, whose lives were cut short with such senseless brutality.

    I wish guns were not sold to any but the police who need them in the course of their job.
    I hate that guns are allowed in the hands of sociopaths. And there are too many walking around lately, with no conscience, empathy, impulse control or remorse.

    I am exceedingly grateful for our police officers and other military heroes who protect the innocent and do their best to keep us safe.

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