What are you afraid of?

I have an Obsidian note titled, "What am I afraid of?"

I just unlocked a little bit more of the dungeon.

For the longest time I had this chip on my shoulder, it was there to prove people wrong.

Or so I thought...

There is a belief that I never gave myself. The belief in myself that went starved.

Until recently, I haven't stopped to give myself credit of the accomplishments that I have done.

I am really bad at that, stopping to smell the roses. Even if they are not as grown as I want them to be.

That belief that the kid inside of me needed.

So here is a start:

I am really proud of the consistency that I have had with my writing. Not just posting online, or my little mini vlogs. More so just journalling. I have been doing it since 2023.

I am not going to sit here and say I am perfect. I have missed days, and those eat at me the most. On that in a another piece, this one is for bragging.

It has all culminated into something greater than I have ever dreamed.

It kicked my ass to move out on my own, or take risks by cold approaching. Not just girls, but Chief Product Officers.

All of it came from this writing. So me posting online, getting however many views is just the natural step. Honing the craft.

Getting it so good that I am undeniable.

Some people call it arrogance, others ego. I call it confidence.

That confidence comes from proof. When people ask me if I write. I show them the proof on my website.

While updates need to be made, I am still marching towards a destination.

So to answer the question posed in the title. I am afraid of being average.

Leaving something on the table. It hurts me the most when I don't give it my all.

More on this idea in the future, but I am getting the rep in.

Peace.