If there was a Devil, he seemed the Boss Universal, and he certainly had me. (Big Book)
We ask Him to remove our fear and direct our attention to what He would have us be. At once, we commence to outgrow fear. (Big Book)
Fear does not belong to me. It belongs to the devil. Or the ego. Whatever.
The devil, or the ego, suggests fear to me. My job is to recognise it's not mine and reject it.
If someone squirted toothpaste through my front door letterbox, I would not brush my teeth with it.
Likewise with fear.