I have said the words, “I’m terrified,” multiple times in the past month. Those words have passed my lips in regards to getting on a plane and flying off to work with people I’ve never met, walking to my car in the dark after an uncomfortable, unwanted encounter, worrying about my kids and their futures, and even to my boss.
And you know what? I am.
I am scared. SOMETIMES.
Does that mean I can’t overcome? Does that mean I’m destined to fail?
What my words meant in those moments:
- I trust you enough to be authentic.
- I trust you enough to be real.
- I trust you enough to not judge me.
- I trust you enough to be me.
I quickly realized the limits, times, and places of those words matter greatly. My truthfulness isn’t always perceived in the manner I intend and I’m more aware of the power of particular words. Being open and direct is my tendency – if there’s an elephant in the room – I meet it head-on. Tough conversations only get harder when left to fester.
I’m comfortable enough in my own skin to admit when I am uncomfortable, anxious, or scared. With that comfort comes the freedom to express the inverse – pure happiness, excitement, and contentment. Sometimes being frank makes other uncomfortable. I’ve learned I can’t control or change what others feel – those feelings belong to that person. What I can do is proceed forward.
A lot of changes have occurred in the past months. Many more are coming. Life marches on. We can be dragged with on the journey or we jump in and skip along – possibly and hopefully affecting our path in amazing ways.
Sometimes the first step is terrifying. But it’s worth it. It’s okay to be terrified.
Just don’t ever let it stop you.
This post originally appeared on Evil Joy Speaks. It has been reprinted with permission.