Today I really wanted to tell someone how I felt.
But the thing that stopped me was the fear of being laughed at, an awkward moment or thought of as weird and rejected.
This got me thinking (in one of my many free periods) of why we don't make certain decisions.
And the main reason that jumped out at me was fear. We're afraid of what reaction we'll get, of what fate holds for us after we've chosen a certain path, of the consequences and the 'snowball' effect of things to come.
We have this image in our minds that the worst possible option will occur and that the risk is too great to sacrifice a little of our dignity, esteem or image.
What age is this that we're cautious about acting naturally? About expressing exactly what comes to mind, when it comes to mind? About love or hate or joy or sorrow?
It's the age of the conscious.
I have a friend who made a decision recently and I have never seen her so happy, so glowing and full of life.
So I say, take the courage to do and say what you want. There is where you'll find true happiness.
I should have done philosophy..
- xx
So true. xx.
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