So What Am I afraid Of?

I am standing here, wading through all the reasons why this journey might not be worth it, why I might not be worth it. The guts of this project are now filling up with small steps and beautiful views.

So, what am I afraid of?

I fear failure, I fear success as well.

I fear that my self-loathing is an affront to God.

I'm afraid that the story of who I am as an artist doesn't really need to be heard, but I fear not telling it. I fear I might not tell the truth because it's banal and sad, or maybe it's so amusing and complex that nobody cares to understand it, or worse yet, I'll feed into what people tell me they want told and I'll spit out their stories.

Vulnerable as I am, I hope to have the courage to tell my story.

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