Are you afraid of the dark?

Briefly:

I used to be terrified of the night when I was little. I insisted that my older sister let me sleep with her (as I got older I learned that she, too, was afraid of the night...of the dark.) I was so afraid, and now, I work primarily in the night...in the dark. I seldomly get scared anymore. I wonder: do I not let myself get into a position to be scared, or am I smart enough to know what's real is often not scary at all, and most things that should scare us either happen instantaneously, or are long and drawn out pains that we build courage, and support so we can not be afraid. Maybe I'm not afraid because I have that. Yet, somehow knowing that I'm not scared anymore kind of scares me...

I miss writing.