let's get real for a sec. All of us know what it's like to be afraid, to feel insecure about some aspect of ourselves or anxious about a situation. We dread it. We put it off. We think that we can't do it, we believe that we will fail. But is the answer to life and living really covering both eyes with our hands in the safety of our hiding places? Is taking the fall really going to kill us? What about the chance that we might make it? What about learning, trying, spraypainting *i forgive myself* on a pebble and throwing it down a waterfall so it can travel across the country and show the world you're ready to move on? Anxiety is not the boss of me. My past does not control my future. I deserve to live. Say it out loud. Again. You are worth it.