Afraid

I've just realized, as I sit in front of my computer...staring at that word document i've been working on for two years, that I am afraid. I am afraid to write. I was not always afraid. There was a time I would write because it felt good, because it was part of me--what my soul was meant to do. But ever since I considered that, perhaps, writing could lead to something more...boom, I got afraid. Now writing is a potential for failure. What if what I write isn't good? What if no one will read it? What if someone DOES read it?

I've got get over this. Quick. Because not writing eats away at me. Everything I don't put down on paper weighs on me, on my brain. Ok, first step is admitting the problem. Ok, problem. I see you, you're there.

Now go away.