ready to face and endure danger or pain; showing courage.
I have never classified myself as a brave person. Up until the other day, I didn’t even realize what the word really meant. The truth is I am a total coward. There are so many things I back out of because I’m terrified of the repercussions. “What would you do if you weren’t afraid” chimes through my mind often. I would be unstoppable, but how does one conquer their fears?
For once in my life, I’m in a good place and I’m trying to stay away from situations/people that could jeopardize that. However, living in this so-called “comfort zone” has me overthinking a lot of things. What would happen if I just took that risk? Told him how I felt? Asked for help?
All the self-books I’ve read urge young people to just throw themselves out there. To not worry about what others have to say. To live a life without regret. I want to be that person but I can’t bring myself to live that way. I’m someone who meticulously plans her life decisions. I’m someone whose knees will physically shake when afraid. Someone whose voice will crack when having to present in public. I want to be braver. Bolder. Stronger. But how?
If you’ve read my prior posts you know I’ve always struggled with confidence and feeling comfortable in my own skin. Thankfully, I’ve made huge strides in discovering my worth this semester. The better I feel about myself the more likely I am to take risks I wouldn’t have otherwise. Maybe my newfound self-worth will help push me towards the unknown.