If I put myself out there, I will be hurt. A limiting belief I’ve held for most of my life.
So, I hide. Because hiding is safe.
Hiding is comfortable…until it’s not.
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” – Anais Nin
I’ve come out from hiding here and there these past few years, and I’ve liked what I’ve seen. It felt good.
But, then the familiar fears creep in, and I allow them to hold me back.
Fears of people judging my writing. People judging me. Thinking I’m weird. Thinking I’m crazy, Not understanding me. Criticizing me. Shaming me. Not liking me.
Fear of baring my heart and soul for all to see and getting rejected.
But, here’s the thing. I can’t give into the fear anymore. I have too much to say. I can’t hide or keep it in anymore. The bud is breaking.
I need to speak my truth. I owe it to myself to take the risk and try.
I can feel it so strongly that by sharing my life experiences and insights I will help so many people, and inspire them to start speaking their truth too. I want to be an ally, and a beacon of hope. I want people to know they are not alone, and that there’s light at the end of this very dark and scary tunnel.
It’s time to stop hiding….