To Let Go

Sometimes I feel like I just can't do it, and therefore, what's the point in trying.

Sometimes I'm just not brave enough to accept the fact that I have a lot to learn.

Sometimes I just want to be brilliant. I do.

I want to be brilliant.

And it physically hurts to say it.

It's embarrassing. But it's true.

The question is: are we strong enough to fail one thousand times over in order to grow?

The question is: are we brave enough to show up, be vulnerable, and fall the fuck down?

I don't know. But I'm trying. Because that's the person I wish to become.

One who strives for growth, not perfection. One who works as hard as she dreams.

I want to be proud of my failings.

I want to let go.