Vulnerability Challenge Day 4
This post comes with two vulnerable confessions. The first would be the sheer act of posting this and looking past Bree in the face. There is a part of me that wishes I could deny ever being that girl on the left because I don’t even recognize her. The picture on the left was taken just before I hit rock bottom. I was the heaviest I had been in my entire life, in a toxic relationship, void of passion, and living what felt like the same miserable day on repeat. The depression lead me to overeating, the anxiety left me with breakouts, and the fear kept me there.
The girl on the right took the most vulnerable and scary step on her life and stepped into the gym. I’ve been an organized athlete my whole life, but I hadn’t stepped foot into the free weight section of the gym until two years ago. I was SO TERRIFIED of that part of the gym. I’d stick to machines that had pictures of what I was supposed to be doing. I feared looking stupid, being laughed at, and judged. . What’s ironic about these vulnerabilities, is that the only thing standing between me and true happiness, was me. It was the fear of judgement. The obsession with what others thought. The fear of being wrong. All it took was looking the girl on the left straight in the eyes and telling her it was time to be scared. It was time to own the fear. It was time to let go of what others thought because at the end of the day, the only person that has to live my life is me. I was choosing to live a miserable existence everyday.
All it took was stepping into the fear to completely alter my life. So let me ask you this: are you willing to step through the fear? I want to know if you’ll risk looking like a fool—for love—for your dreams—for the adventure of being alive.
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