Rain Rain Go Away...

I hate storms. I mean absolutely hate them. Up until I moved to college, if the storm was bad enough, I would go and crawl in bed with my parents because thunderstorms scared me so badly. Of course once I moved to college there was no one for me to go and climb in bed with. I guess what I learned from that is that there comes a point in life when I have to "man up" and stop running to my parents when I get scared during a thunderstorm. Even more practical, there comes a point in life when I have to quit running from the storms in my life to my parents and expect them to make it better. I'm 19 years old, it's about time I "man up" and face the storms head on...what storms are you running from in your own life?