I've got a whole world of opportunity ready for me to reach out and grab.
My wife is done with school.
Work is leveling off.
I've got all the books and resources I could need.
The only thing stopping me is me.
And that scares the perfectionist in me. Now that I have nothing and no one to point at and say "This is the reason that I didn't do such and such" or "The reason I couldn't do this better is because of such and such". Somewhere along the line I learned to be afraid, somewhere along the line I decided that it was better to not try then to attempt to follow through; to actually follow my dreams and desires for something.
I don't want that anymore.
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