Why I don’t try.
I don’t try because I listen to my intuition too much.
Or maybe it’s not my intuition at all. Maybe it’s my fear.
But I don’t try because I talk myself out of something before it even happens.
I don’t try because I’ve tried before and it didn’t work.
I don’t try because hearing NO hurts like hell.
I don’t try because why bother?
I don’t try because I don’t have it perfect. Yet.
I don’t try because I’M not perfect yet.
I don’t try because I worry what people will think of me. That person. Him. Her. All of them.
I don’t try because someone is doing it better than me, somewhere, anywhere, already. Even though I had the idea and sat on it forever.
I don’t try because I have to do my laundry.
I don’t try because I should take a nap first.
I don’t try because I’ve already made enough of a fool of myself.
I don’t try because I haven’t accomplished enough yet.
I don’t try because I don’t have a PhD.
I don’t try because it’s Monday. No one reads email on Monday.
I don’t try because I get anxious and have a fear of abandonment or rejection. Or both.
I don’t try because my idea isn’t fleshed out enough.
I don’t try because I tried and it failed.
I don’t try because it won’t happen. It hasn’t happened yet.
I don’t try because I have to focus on something else right now.
I do try because none of these reasons or excuses are making my life feel the way I want it to feel and trying actually brings me closer to something, anything that feels like ALIVENESS and when I DO try, cool things sometimes happen amidst the shitty rejection that is likely but doesn’t happen all the time and I learn something about myself every time I put myself out there.

I learn that I probably got the NO because it wasn’t meant for me.
I learn that I got the YES because it was something ideal and wonderful.
I learn that I am strong and brave and risked the scariest thing and came out the other side and lived to tell about it.
I learn that my life is my opportunity and if I don’t do it, no one can for me.
So, I try.