There’s a beautiful thing about breaking down, a beautiful thing about failure, and getting stuck.

We have nowhere else to go. When you feel like you’ve hit the bottom, and you’ve exhausted all your resources and energy, there is nowhere else to go. When you’ve given everything you have to something that in turn gives you absolutely no fulfillment, it makes making the tough choices that much easier.

I keep coming back to these realizations in life that I have to make the choices that are difficult. I have to do the hard things. As much as I’d like to avoid the places and things that open me up, and are difficult, those are the places I have to go. I really feel like that’s part of my purpose. Or at least that’s what I want it to be, because I want to make changes. I don’t want to stay the same anymore.

I think I’m supposed to dig deep into self, pull out what I find, and share it. I’m supposed to go to the places I thought I couldn’t go, and create the things I thought I couldn’t create. In those creations, maybe someone else can find hope. In my process and my growth, maybe someone can be inspired in their own life. I have this hope inside of what I want to do, but I feel doubt the whole way through. I don’t want to wear this mask and act like I’m confident in everything. Fear and doubt are real things we all experience. I don’t know if I can accomplish these dreams. If I’m being honest, for every reason I see to push forward, I can think of 10 reasons to stay back. I can think of 10 reasons I’m not good enough or qualified for this:

‘Am I Good Enough?’ ‘Am I taking on too much?’ ‘Is this dream too big?’ ‘Do I have the resources and the support?’ ‘Am I prepared for the possibility that I might fail; I might get laughed at?’

But nonetheless, maybe that’s what I’m supposed to do. Maybe all that doubt and all that fear is all the more reason to face them.