A New Journey

I'm not much of a writer, not anymore at least. I like to think that at some point I had potential to be a great one. I had potential to do so much at different points of my life. I often look back and wonder why I let so many things go. Hobbies, people, places. It's as if I'm scared to be passionate about anything. I don't want to be that way. I used to be passionate about many things and life was so much better then. I've hid myself from the world and told myself it was because of the pandemic when really the pandemic made it easier for me to do what I already wanted to do. Because the truth is I had already been hiding from the world; dealing with trauma, mental health issues and I used it as a crutch because if I had that then I wouldn't be ashamed to fail. But at this point it's better to fail than to not try at all. I've never been fearless and I'll never be but I can do things in spite of fear. I let fear stop me for so long. That isn't who I am. So from this moment on I'm on a new journey.