Frozen

I’m frozen. Paralyzed. Is it from fear of the unknown? Maybe. Fear of failure? No. Fear of success? No. I’ve experienced both frequently. So why do I wake up each day, knowing for a fact that I have nothing to fear but fear itself. It’s just a word. I can control it. Yet, as I take a running start and leap, I land frozen. Paralyzed.

 

Chesapeake, VA