I came across this image yesterday during my daily Pinterest perusals. I’ve been hearing various iterations of this statement for a while now, but didn’t really think about what it meant until last night. Confronting your fears is difficult stuff. So what am I afraid to do?
- I’m afraid to move out. I’m afraid I won’t make it on my own and I’ll have to go back to Marvs with my tail hanging.
- I’m afraid of applying to MFA programs…because I’m afraid of rejection.
- I’m afraid to lose the weight.
- I’m afraid of being alone forever but I am also afraid to let anyone get too close to me. Arms distance, always, everyone, even people I love.
Those are the major things.
Will I do them? Maybe. Possibly. Probably. On my own time.