What are you avoiding?
Before my father died, we had a running joke.
“Don’t be a wimp!” he’d write in his barely-legible handwriting, when writing letters was still a thing. The reminder back and forth between us was unnecessary. He knew he had raised me to be just like him. Bold and willing. One of the stupid “I’ll go first” kinda-kids.
Take the plunge.
What are you waiting for?
For others’ approval? Fuck that.
For fear to let up? Ain’t gonna happen.
To avoid criticism? That’s inevitable and probably more jealousy than anything else.
To be perfect? Get over yourself. 80% is perfect.
Spoiler alert: you can’t take the couch with you. So, get your butt off it and go make your life. You can’t win if you don’t enter.
Don’t be a wimp.
For the rise of your life …