I thought and thought and thought about putting something “out there” and being really open about something…and in typical Kat fashion, I put it out there. It’s out there. Shit. Can’t take it back.
Being vulnerable and being open sometimes makes me panic. I think it’s incredibly important to be real and be honest, but it still scares me to bravely put my thoughts and feelings out for a situation when I’m not sure how it will be received.
What I put out there won’t be “revealed” to this other party for a few days, so I have several days to pace and sweat and fret…I guess the fretting comes in when I think I might feel hurt or embarrassed by how it is received. I don’t like getting my feelings hurt, but with that said, I also don’t want to be afraid to speak up. I needed to speak up. Something was bothering me, nagging at me, waking me up at night sometimes…so I needed to speak up.
Be brave. Speak your truth. It’s better to know the answers than to live in doubt. Yeah, it’s scary to take these risks, but to me, it’s so much scarier to have not spoken up for myself. Root for me, cheer for me…and catch me when I fall.