I think we spend a lot of time fighting fear. We certainly spend more time fighting it than working through it. For some reason, it's "easier" for us to remain paralyzed by it than to move, often to the point of serious danger to ourselves and/or others.
The quote above is from a scene where the main character, who has Asperger's syndrome, is paralyzed halfway across a busy San Francisco street, unable to move because he has allowed his fear to overcome him. We all do this, in some form or another. If we're lucky, we won't reach a place where we are endangering our lives like that, but if we aren't willing to look at the role fear plays in our life in the smaller things, then we will, at some point, be paralyzed for the bigger things.
The thing is, I think we all reach a life-threatening point with our fear, and that we reach it often. Every time we give into fear and let go of a dream, we are killing a part of who we are, a part of our spirit. We are settling for a life of mediocrity, and that is not what we were born for.
Every time we give in to fear, we have to go through a justification process in our minds. Why? Because we know inside that we could have moved through it, that we were being called to something bigger and allowed ourselves to become paralyzed because it was outside our comfort zone. And so, instead of growing, which is the natural state of all living things, we stay where we are and go nowhere.
Fear is a part of life. In nature, i.e., in life, if we aren't in the process of living (equals growing), we are in the process of dying. When we give in to our fear and paralyze our growth, we die. Fear isn't a big evil. The evil - if there is such a thing - is in our not responding to the call of life. It is unnatural, and it is not who we are meant to be, at least in my book. We are here to live fully, to experience all life has to offer us. Fear is a part of that. It is a part of life. To give in to fear is to kill a part of who we are, to paralyze ourselves to movement, to numb ourselves to life.
No, fear is not a big evil. Fear is a gift. When we act in spite of fear, it retrospectively becomes our friend because it has enabled us to act courageously, to move forward, to live in spite of. And the more often we do that, the more easily we can accept its place in our lives. Everything exists for good, if we are willing to see it. Fear is no exception. Accept it as you would a child, hold its hand, allow it to come with you, don't make it bigger than it is, and one day - who knows? - you may even call it friend.