"There is no dishonor in losing the race. There is only dishonor in not racing because you are afraid to lose."
To be brave.
Bravery comes in many forms, as does fear. I mentioned in one of my recent posts that I feel like I've been having a quarter life crisis. In the past few months I've come to realize some of my own fears that I never even realized I had. I realized that I'm afraid to fail, I'm afraid to feel like I'm behind in life, I'm afraid that I'm not moving in the right direction in my career, I'm afraid of not being able to reach the level of success I've always imagined for myself. I've made some pretty big decisions in the last few months and a lot has changed. For a bit of time, I was very unsure of my decisions - I was unsure of my past, my present, and my future. I let my fears take over, and I lost sight of a big part of who I am...the part of me that has always been driven by a passion to find what I love and do what makes me happy; the part of me that values happiness over anything else because happiness is something that cannot be priced. But this week I realized that the decisions that I made, the ones that scared me, were actually acts of bravery. I took myself out of my comfort zone by not settling for just okay. I didn't leave any questions left unanswered for my future self to look back on and wonder, "what if"? I didn't leave any room for regrets...I simply took the plunge and threw my fears out the window. If you are always afraid to lose, you will never move forward and life is all about moving forward and pressing on.