Whenever I get a second of down time, I haven’t watched recorded shows on my DVR or shopped on my phone or listened to the latest true crime podcast that’s caught my fancy. I’ve pulled out my laptop and started writing. Because I figure now is the time. This nagging to write has pestered me my whole life. When I was young, it was fun for me and came so easy. But as I got older and failed at a lot of things, it started to incite fear. I pushed off the thing that used to be my hobby and had now turned into that “thing nagging me”  for decades. A few years ago, I stumbled on this quote:

Man, it cut deep. My fear and procrastination to writing is actually keeping me stuck. I’m not evolving. And I’m writing this now in the present, although I had the ephiphany in the past when I read the quote, because I am still fearful to do it. Almost all the time. But I’m realizing the more I do it, the less scary it becomes.

Sometimes after I write down my truth, I’m fearful- What if I offend someone? What if I lost friends? What if what I wrote is just too real? All of these outcomes may cross my path. But I can’t get myself to delete anything. Because then I would be lying to myself. And I’m sorry, but that’s worse than any of those fears becoming reality. What is the thing that nags at you? Because that’s probably your life’s calling. Scary right?