I realized I have some things that I have been making excuses for not doing for quite some time now, under the guise of patience. If I’m just patient, the world will do something for me, show me what to do, give me a push. Well, lucky for me, I think, I am out of patience. It is all used up, along with my excuses. I am doing something I have wanted to do for a very long time. It may not go well. I’m not even sure what “well” looks like, as I’m done trying to make predictions. I’m just going to do it, open up to someone important in my life, and allow whatever happens next to happen. I’m ready to move forward. We can handle it. Whatever it is. I hope.
Being brave does not mean you have no fear or doubts. Being brave means feeling the fear and doubts, and doing the scary thing anyway. Today I am brave.