Face the Fear
Looking back at my twenty-something years of existence, I realize I’ve spent a large amount of my life being afraid. And the majority of the time, I’ve let these fears disable me. “What if everyone hates me? What if I’m not strong enough? What if I get hurt? What if I fail?" Sometimes I imagine what my life would be like if I was just a little more fearless. Where would I be if I was a little bolder? It’s fascinating some of the dreams I’ve come up with. Then I resolve that I am going to change, that I’ll take more chances. But all my newfound boldness slips away just as swiftly as it came. I remember that I am me: the girl who is afraid of everything, who dreads change and who frets over every possible outcome. That’s me and I feel I can never be fearless. But now, I’m starting to see things a little differently. Maybe I’ll never get over my fears completely but I can defy them. With each step I can prove to my doubting-self, that I am strong enough (even if sometimes it’s only ...