In 8th grade, I discovered the "Fearless" book series. The protagonist was a tall, blonde genius martial arts wizard who couldn't feel fear and ate tacos and donuts all the time Everything I wanted to be. Oh and something about the biological condition which makes her incapable of fear also gives her super strength. Because of course it does.
Being incapable of feeling fear and having superpowers seemed great, but I mostly loved Gaia, the main character, because of her lack of fear in social situations. Unfortunately for her, it was cause by a lifetime of traumatic experiences, but it was what I appreciated in 8th grade. Gaia gave zero fucks. Zero. None whatsoever. Dress nice to get people to like you? Nah. Worry about eating too many donuts because you don't want to gain weight? Don't care. Worry about boys liking you? Only if they play chess.
Gaia was just what I wanted and just what I needed. If you think this has been a lame treatise on fear, so do I. I don't have anything else to say about it though. I'm not a worrier, I'm a determinist The things that will happen, will happen. Some are more likely to happen than others. Worrying about any of them is pointless. You're going to be worrying about it when it happens, so why worry beforehand and be forced to experience even more worry. Primal fear is a standalone. Seeing a shadow, hearing something which spooks you, the fear flashes and then it's gone. These are my experience of fear. Le fin.