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I hate hesitating. I really hate it. Especially when it comes to doing something I know deep down I really want to do (so much so that it borders on need).
It is the result of an uncertain mind. It is caused by the shadow of fear. Of doubt.
And I do it all the damn time. I have for most of my life. This is the result of trying to keep myself in balance, hesitating out of fear of diving too deep into that thing, be it writing a novel or running long distances (two things on which I’m working but have only just scratched the surface). Because it’s “safer” to be balanced, right?