The closer I get to my RRCA training (I’ll be on a plane this time next week!), the more nervous I get. The more I worry that I won’t fit in. The more I think that maybe this is all some wild dream that I’ll snap out of and come to my senses.
When I started to feel overwhelmed today, I took the time to write down what my fears were. What Fear was telling me.
That’s all crap. Bull. Lies. All of it.
I’m not listening to any of that anymore.
Don’t let me.