The Climb
The past weeks have been filled with insecurities and self doubt. Do I feel it at every moment of the day? no. But when it creeps up, it hurts.
My life has been about working to get somewhere, knowing that I can always do more to get there, but never knowing how much farther I need to go. I have come to realize that I perfectly enjoy working and climbing the mountain, but I am too scared to reach the summit. Am I strong enough to get there? Do I deserve to have the view from the top? If I were to ever reach the top, then what?
I made the goal of getting my PhD when I was 16, always dreamt of meeting the perfect man, getting married and having a family. Spending life traveling through a tunnel hoping it leads to a bright end. Now I see the light, but I am scared of how fast is gets closer and closer. Blindingly bright.
How do I repair such insecurities? I know I would regret giving up, but how do I conquer the fear?
I rather just keep climbing....











