Overcoming the Fear of Starting

Laying in bed at 1:36am it occurs to me that this is not the best time to write… but this has been on my mind so I don’t care.

I have felt a lot of pressure from myself to write more. This seems odd to me because I know that as a 22 year old soon-to-be college graduate, I have neither the life experience nor the courage to share my opinions openly lest they be dissected by others. The latter being a major failing of mine.

Paradoxically I feel compelled to write. I feel that I need to share my thoughts, if not to educate, then merely for the sake of expanding my comfort zone.

This struggle between thinking I should write and thinking I should keep silent has been on my mind for some time. I keep returning to it. I once read that you should “never give up on something you can’t go a day without thinking about.”

This has lead me to think about those who were great in the past. The famous painters, musicians, businessmen, athletes and thinkers.

Did they too feel compelled by some internal force to act?

Did Michelangelo have a booming internal voice telling him to paint or forever regret his wasted talent

And thus, I come to the conclusion of my thoughts tonight… that it is better to act, fail and be ridiculed by your peers for trying than to never take the chance. It is better to step up to the plate and strike out than to sit in the stands of life and wonder what could have been.

So I write this as a reflection to myself. But I hope it will inspire anyone who reads it to heed their calling; or at least make to you think.

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