I'm doing something later tonight that both thrills me and scares the shit out of me. I booked this months ago, and now the day is actually here. One moment I can hardly wait! ...and then a few minutes later I get anxious about how this might go. In life sometimes we have to be willing to look foolish in order to have a chance at celebrating the fabulousness that's inside.
For a girl who has long struggled with some anxiety and the inner conflict of both wanting to be seen and yet also wanting to hide myself, doing this tonight will be a celebration of over coming all of that. Or at least acceptance of both of those sides of me. Basically, I just have to get out of my own way, and be.