I’m constantly in doubt. About everything.
I’m even in doubt about writing this piece right here.
I was in doubt about almost every other piece I wrote and published online.
I think about all the things that could happen.
I constantly feel that I’m not ready for this. That I don’t know how to do this or how to do that.
I think about the things people might think of me. About the doors some of the things I say, do or write might close for good.
I’m constantly in doubt about everything. But over time I learned to live with that doubt.
It’s not easy. And never was easy. And probably never will be easy.
But I learned to live with it. And I even started to cherish that feeling of doubt a little bit.
Because every time I’m in doubt I know that I’m doing the right thing.
Because every time I’m in doubt, I have to push my limits.
I have to push myself out of my comfortable little world.
To do the things I’m not ready for. To learn new things. And to experience new things.
It’s a struggle. Every single time. But it’s worth it.
Almost every single time..