Fear....

As I get older, the more i realise how much of my life has been guarded by fear. And for the most part i was so scared to actually admitt that to myself and tried to make excuses, blame others and my situation for the reason I felt like i did. Fear of failure and the fear of success. Fear of being alone and the fear of being too close to someone. Fear of making that first move and the fear of saying too much. Well, if there is one thing i can honestly say i have gained from Fear... NOTHING. Fearfulness and over-caution hasnt given me anything. In fact it has stolen so much time from me i dont know where to being. So much time wasted because I dont know the exact outcome of a situation. So rather than take the plunge and be true to myself and face up to what i need to do. I run and hid and take the easy way out. Fear of a person's reaction when a mistake was made. Rather than hold my head up and openly say 'I'm wrong, I'm sorry' and move on.... I cowar in shame and allow myself to overwhelmed by guilt and constant replay seems to take over my mind and i can't seem move foward. Like that wind up toy with the lego wall in frount of it. So small but significant, that stumbling block in the way. So now at the age of 21, I finally realise this truth. I can't let fear steal my time, my joy, my hope and my dream because when those things are taken....trust me its a battle and a half to get them back.