The Story of My Own Truth

      I have been successfully delaying writing a blog post for months as I was too afraid to put myself out into the world. I am terrified right now as I am writing this and imagining the moment of clicking the ‘publish’ button. But then I start to think of my life up until this point and how much I could have done, where I could have been if I wasn’t focusing so much on my weaknesses and what somebody else might think of me. What scares me the most is to feel the regret of not being myself for the rest of my life and always wondering what could have happened if I only felt courageous for a small fraction of time. So here I am, writing this intending to do one thing that scares me but in the same way, attracts like few others, and to prove myself I can do it.

      I have been successfully delaying writing a blog post for months as I was too afraid to put myself out into the world. I am terrified right now as I am writing this and imagining the moment of clicking the ‘publish’ button. But then I start to think of my life up until this point and how much I could have done, where I could have been if I wasn’t focusing so much on my weaknesses and what somebody else might think of me. What scares me the most is to feel the regret of not being myself for the rest of my life and always wondering what could have happened if I only felt courageous for a small fraction of time. So here I am, writing this intending to do one thing that scares me but in the same way, attracts like few others, and to prove myself I can do it.