I will not allow myself to feel fear over things I can’t control.

Allowing is about what happens next. Fear arrives without asking anyone: the plane drops, and every stomach in the cabin reacts before a single opinion is consulted.

What follows is where the choice lives. You can spend the next forty minutes constructing scenarios, or you can look at the cabin crew still doing the drinks and let the feeling pass through without staffing it.

The refusal isn't of the sensation. It's of the second job — the commentary, the rehearsal of outcomes that haven't happened and mostly won't. That part does need your permission, and permission can be declined.