A Leap of Faith

I'm all about improving myself and becoming the best me I possibly can be. I'm always trying to find ways to confront my fears, in the hope that I can combat them and maybe even obliterate them so that I am no longer scared.

The thing is, I'm scared of so much. From your typical ones like heights, needles, moths and such... Then I have some major life affecting ones such as commitment, opening up about myself, or showing how I'm feeling and accepting help. Then I have the mighty strange ones, like ladders or cotton wool. These are just a few, but you can see my point, right?

I took a leap of faith yesterday. I've had a fear of committing myself for a while now, and that comes hand in hand with a fear of loving someone. I've been trying to tell myself that I'm not in love for the longest time. I've been trying to deny it, and distract myself from it. And I have to say I was doing pretty well...

But recently, I've had a hard time. A hard time at home, and a hard time with work. It's just not been great. But the person that I've been trying to deny my love for has been there for me every day making sure that I'm okay and cheering me up endlessly. They have been an unfailing support system for me.

My last wall crumbled. I realised how stupid I was being. If you want something, go for it. I can't carry being so afraid. I took the leap. I'm in a relationship and I am absolutely petrified. But so far, it has been worth the fear.

My next move is to go toe to toe with my fear of needles. No, I'm not going to shoot myself up with hard drugs. I'm getting my first tattoo.

I'm ready to be brave.