risk

I try to live this life without the voices of opinions. Tough to feel you’re doing right when support is what you expect, but judgment is all you get. It seems no matter what choices that are made you always feel like you’re at war with something or someone. It comes back to the very question, “what is happiness?” I look at myself today and I’m thankful that I can stand on my own two feet. As I stand, I think… think of what people might say if I start to move. Move forward, move backwards, or move sideways… at times I feel like I’m going in circles. Moving in circles with the people around me, trying to entertain their thoughts, motivate their security in me. I have never claimed walking in anyone’s shoes is easy, but why does everyone think they can walk in mine? Ultimately I am responsible for “me” and I know choices I make do affect the ones around me… so, am I selfish if I chose to live life the way I see fit? My love has always been avail for the people in my life, but as I move forward I’m starting to see who I can give myself to and who I can’t. Sure, I’m not perfect and have fallen on my face more times than I count. And I will continue to make many more mistakes in my life but I will never sacrifice the risk of failure for the fear of failure.

Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.
William Shakespeare

-ml