What's Next?

Today, I did not want to post anything. My heart isn't in it. I wrote some things earlier this week, but those entries did not sound heartfelt (Actually, I spiraled). So tonight, I will have a small discussion.

Many people have fears (Wow, I'm a big girl). Adults hide them, including me. It's about time I put on a pair of Carrie Bradshaw pumps. I am going to be transparent. I fear not being enough, and that fear can lead to self-sabotage. To be clear, I am scared of my romantic relationship with a special someone. And, I fear serious career roles will pass over me because of my lack of knowledge and experience.

Our fears bring out the worst in us. Not addressing the root issue gives people an excuse to keep their heads in the sand. Being deaf to the problems allows old bad habits to creep up and swirl around like a revolving door. And, my fears revolve. It's not pretty. Waking up with a sour attitude or ready to chew someone's head off is just downright ugly.

I want to move on to the next step in healing. That step is getting to work. That step is moving forward. I have constantly felt as if I were stuck. And I am ready to roll (First, out of bed).

Dear God, I need your strength and will to move forward.

-Goodnight

Jasmine