Journal Journal: merge 1
unworkable + good story = workable
this is a FALSE statement.
unworkable + integrity = workable
this is a TRUE statement.
this is what i learned in a seminar tonight. i almost didn't go. my stomach still wishes i hadn't. i have a terrible tummy ache. it's from anxiety. one by one my crutches are falling away. soon i'll be standing on my own two feet. no excuses for living my sad little life. no reasons for me not to go out and live my dreams. nothing. just me.
i know i can handle it, i just never thought i'd have to. i've mentioned these feelings before. what i didn't know is how much my stories were enabling me to either not move forward or move at the speed of a slug. i know a lot of the "why's" of my life. i wanted to know. i have worked hard to figure them out. the "whys" are currently unimportant. what is important is what i'm doing. figuring out what is workable and replacing good stories with it.
what do i want to be? courageous! there is nothing i want more. courage to me is the door to all else.
so here i am. one courageous step at a time. each easier then the previous. some harder then others. makes me no difference as long as it's a step.
watch out world! even i don't know what is coming next!