Today I took a risk and it scared the crap out of me.
For the most part, I don’t consider myself much of a risk taker. I’m a methodical planner. I hope for the best, but prepare for the worst. But the reality is we can be as prepared as possible, and it doesn’t mean a thing. ANYTHING can happen. There are no guarantees. There is no 100%.
I used to let fear of rejection rule my destiny. I was caught in a paralyzing cycle of wanting, dreaming, and preparing, followed by never taking action, and then always wondering “what if.” It’s depressing, and nothing ever happens.
Lil' sister - the "older" you get and the more you take on it becomes SO easy to lose your spontaneity, and general spark for things that don't lead to a nice fluffy couch or glass (bottle) of wine at the end of the day. I say BLAH to that!...more