Courageous Balls

There will never be a perfect time

These words haunt me and excite me to the core of the messed up person I am. They haunt me because I know I have passed up so many opportunities because I thought I wasn’t ready for the experience. Looking back, I realize that those opportunities were what I needed but I was too afraid. These words excite me because I know that when I’m feeling uncomfortable and out of my element, that means I am going in the right direction. And that scares me.

Decisions scare me. Especially decisions that seem like it’s a one shot deal. What if this is my only chance and I screw it up because I’m not ready? I’m starting to realize that not being prepared for something and not knowing what to expect, is the only way you’ll find out who you are. And what you’re capable of.

I know what I want. I do. And I know the path to get to certain things is going to be tough and challenging and scary and hard and rough and totally and completely worth it.   

Because temporary pain for a lifetime of happiness is what I’m going for. And I know that I have to stop letting the possibility of things not going right, stop me from everything that will go exactly as I need it to.

So raise your glass or fist or future lion cub king to the sky with me and let’s cheers to me growing a fucking pair and following the dream that I can’t let go of.