Fear. A four letter word that packs a lot of punch. This little sucker keeps us trapped, playing small and giving up on our dreams. It convinces us of a distorted reality in which we are the victim and only 'bad' things can happen to us. The continual monologue of all things that could, would and will go wrong.
I'm doing my best to stay on the path to mastering my skills. I've only been writing for about a year. The thought of what it requires to become great makes me have second thoughts about trying--almost every day. But I keep going. Why? Because I love it. To know what I want to do with my life and to avoid it is sinful.