How Am I Still Here?

I used to always have that same excuse for everything. I don’t have enough time or I don’t have enough money to do whatever the thing that was on my mind at the moment. It would pass and then something else would come up.

I lived in fear. I still live in fear. I am looking my list of goals. They are all attainable. They are all something that could be put together. But, I am afraid. I am afraid to say it. I am afraid to go all in on it. I am afraid of someone finding out.

But, this felt like the year of figuring stuff out and experimenting. Is this finally the year?