The Oxford dictionary defines ‘brave’ as: I know it’s necessary because it’s what I want to be doing with my life, and I know that it is the only way to learn and grow but still… goddamn, it can be a bitch. This is really hard to come to terms with. The greater the vulnerability, the greater the exposure.Įvery time I post something, it is putting a piece of myself out there, a part of myself which is open to criticism, rejection and even exposes my own biases and blind-spots. And, the more intimate, real and raw the blog, the more vulnerable and exposed I feel - the greater the fear. It may even surprise you to know that every, single, time, I post a personal blog, I am nervous. But I have a confession to make - every time I do something new, I feel scared shitless. When I look at my life, it is definitely the road-less-travelled that I have opted for. Often, I have people telling me things like - “Oh, wow, you’re so brave, I couldn’t… move to a new country, start a new job, follow my heart without logic, post my writing…” Or insert anything else here. Without sounding arrogant, it’s a word people often use to describe me.
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