Hey, Fear. It’s me, Stacy.
We need to talk.
Look…you have been so awesome to me throughout my life. Remember that time I broke my leg jumping off the top of the playground?
Me neither. I never did that, because you kept me from doing it. That was really great of you.
But Fear, we have a bit of a problem. Because I’m all grown up now. And I want to do some things that are…kind of scary. That feel pretty big.
And I know you want me to keep safe, but you keep telling me that I can’t do it. That I’m too this or not enough that.
And, honey, I know you’re just trying to help me. That you’ve only ever tried to help me. I so appreciate that. But actually, I feel like I’ve been listening to you for so long that I never really noticed you were there. And now that I’ve noticed, I don’t want to listen anymore.
I know that on the path to realizing big dreams I could face big disappointment. I know that I will need to wade out to the deep end, where I can’t feel or see or even sense the bottom. I get that there’s no lifeguard. I know it’s a risk.
I know that freaks you out, which is why I’m telling you now: I will do it anyway.
These dreams won’t kill me. I’m safe. There is nothing to be afraid of.
You can still hang around in case of grizzly bears, though.
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