Part of me is wondering what the hell I signed up for, another is ready to take on the challenge.
I spent some time in my text book today, and even got an early start on the first lesson, which which is mainly a punctuation refresher. Looking through some of the other chapters, I can see that I definitely have some work in front of me.
Here’s the thing, for the first time in years I think I’m ready for the challenge. I’m scared. I’m nervous as hell, and looking at the mountain in front of me I worry that I don’t have what it takes to be successful in this endeavour, and that I am just wasting time and money.
I know that it’s just fear and a lack of self-confidence talking. I know that my writing is solid and that it can only continue to get better as long as I do the work.
The work is not something I’m scared of. I worked through EMT school, I worked on my mental health recovery, and I know I have the work ethic to take on this challenge.
“Whether you think you can or think you can’t, you’re right.”-Henry Ford.
I would rather try and fail at this endeavour than never start at all and be left wondering.