Fear? Who Me?

I believed that being afraid was never an option for me. Well,  good horror movies scare the heck out of me . 

Finally, I came to the conclusion that being a straight up punk, coward or whatever you call a person that allows themselves to be their worst enemy when it comes to attempting success is exactly who I am.

 Being afraid to fail is a huge obstacle for me and why should I care whose watching? Well, I care since people are the worst critics when you try and fail miserably. Developing a tough skin and an attitude that oozes I don’t give a rats arse what anyone thinks may give me enough cohunes to move forward. Ha!

 Frankly, the mere fact that my existence here on earth isn’t forever should be enough fuel to get me going eliminating all fear. However, it seems that ruining your credibility is a far more easily attained then building a positive reputation. It’s sort of like your credit score which takes days to trash to hell and years to rebuild.

 Fear is surely wrapped up tightly with procrastination which is the devil himself! If only I just dug in and took a chance rather than choosing to wait until the timing was right. Oh my!  The waiting game, shame on me, the biggest fluke ever like, when is the PERFECT time? However, there are some situations like wanting to make someone your girlfriend when she’s married where timing is of essence.  Divorce should occur first but who does that nowadays they just jump in the sheets.

 We are more willing to move forward with self-destructive actions and become an utter success. The time and energy we put into silly things that end up causing devastation to ourselves and others could be easily redirected towards more enlightening and positive quests. Oh well, human nature is a bust.