Here I am, back again on another writing spree. The more alone time I get and the more time I get on my own, the more I realise the stuff I absolutely love to do. I think it is sometimes hard to take the first step into a different life and the first few weeks and months can often be the hardest. Because you will doubt yourself, and you will feel as if you are not good enough and whether the decision you made was even the right one. You will cry and feel so unsuccessful. But then, in all these times something will change, within you. Your mindset shifts, and you come back with more fight than you have ever had before. And then you will be the person you need to be, in order to do the things you have planned to do.
I look back at all of the things that I left, and have changed to become who I am today. And if a year ago you had told me, that I would be sitting here, so close to moving overseas, living quite a bit away from Melbourne and changing my entire career path that I had planned out for myself. I really wouldn’t have believed you. I wouldn’t have believed that I would become as confident and self-assured as I am today. But that is the beauty of been human, our ability to adapt and change as we move through the life span.
When I was a little younger my biggest fear used to be falling in love, or dying, or seeing a dog. But now my biggest fear is not doing something with everything you have in you, and not do things passionately. It is also not seeing everything the world has to offer, because I was to afraid. I’m starting to be more curious about fear, and letting it be my motivator in doing what I love instead of being the thing that holds me back. We spend far too long wishing we were doing stuff, instead of actually just doing it.
I’m not actually really sure, what the point of this post was. Clearly was just a little bit of a ramble, but I just had to get these things off my chest.
What’s your biggest fear?