—performed piano solos at church (twice)
—stopped talking to the man who makes me unhappy
—created a MySpace page (can’t really explain my fear of MySpace… it’s like the cool kids at high school are being mean all over again)
Progress!
—performed piano solos at church (twice)
—stopped talking to the man who makes me unhappy
—created a MySpace page (can’t really explain my fear of MySpace… it’s like the cool kids at high school are being mean all over again)
Progress!
In recent weeks I have tried to tackle my fear in these small ways:
1. Letting my cat go outside by himself (nearly sends me into hysterics).
2. At the pool hall, “breaking” even though I can hardly spread them across the pool table.
3. As a journalist, asking the uncomfortable questions.
4. Being honest about what I feel.
Small victories; more to come.
By ‘fearless’ I mean stop worrying about possible outcomes that’ll never really happen. Such as: what if I don’t get the job I want and feel like a failure? Who cares, apply anyway. And what if I flirt with him and he’s not into it? Who cares, try anyway. Fearless. To meet my day head-on, be gracious to the people I meet and relentless toward the goals I keep. I have already started by saying ‘yes’ to whatever decent things people invite me to. I accept the first invitation and try not to look back. It’s been fun.