I still don’t understand why at times, I’m really scared to do things I claim to love.
Maybe it’s a combination of self-sabotage, fear of failure, and feeling inadequate.
I’ve always loved words… the sharing and creating of them.
But I slack.
I’ll try to try now, because I know I can create pretty neat things and I’m enrolled into grad school now.
I start in August. I’m super excited, but it’s daunting and sometimes I panic.
I think that’s how I feel about most things in my life general , excited but freaked out.
I saw the following posts on my Instagram feed. They inspired this post.
So did my food.