I’ll be honest.
It’s been a long while since I’ve done something that actually scared me.
Don’t get me wrong.
I’ve done things that made me nervous. For example, traveling to India on my own.
Yet, I can’t truly say that these “nervous” encounters are the same as the terror I’m currently experiencing.
I’m working on a private project right now. And truth be told, it feels really scary.
I think the reason I’m so scared is that I realize that I can actually fail at this project.
Everything else I’ve done, I never really perceived failure as a real possibility.
It always all seemed within my reach because I had so many people around to draw inspiration from.
People like my dad when I was writing my book. Or Mr Beta Mo when I needed to do a better job of pacing my schedule
This – though – this is different. And it’s scary. But I’m doing it anyway because
…what’s the worst that can happen?
