FEAR, BODY AND IDENTITY One afternoon, I went to the School of Global and International Studies for a workshop. The building that houses the school is a new one with very modern and stylish interior design. An elevator lifted me up to the third floor, but I found myself in the wrong wing of the building and I needed to walk across a bridge high above ground that connected the two wings of the building. The bridge was made of glass. The fact that the glass was opaque did not alleviate the fear hidden in me when I slowly treaded on it. My reason told me this was a very safe design and it was impossible for me to fall off, but still, every nerve in me was perceiving a sense of fear. Each step of mine while walking on the bridge was filled with trepidation. What aspects of our identities are shaped by pain and fear? This is a question asked by Jay Lemke in his article--Identity, Development and Desire as he suggests that thi...