Fear.

I am afraid of failure.

I am afraid that I will be unsuccessful in life.

I am afraid that my ideas are bad.

I am afraid I will waste money.

I am afraid that I will be walking in the wrong neighborhood one night and get shot in the head by some strung-out junkies that want my wallet.

I am afraid that there is nothing I am good at, and that my destiny is mediocrity.

I am afraid that I will never find anything I want to do for the rest of my life, like I see out of so many high profile individuals.

I am afraid of several minor issues of health growing worse.

I am afraid that my (few) interpersonal relationships will suffer as my fear grows.

I am afraid I will die before I live.

 

I am afraid of so many more things (hundreds), but what I am most afraid of is I will never embrace fear and discomfort, which will allow me to grow.

I’ll probably die anonymous. I’ll probably die with promises.

DAMN.

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Author: Wayne

Aspiring overachiever.

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