It's a DuBarr Thing

Sometimes my heart bleeds over my good judgement causing me to continuously make decisions similar to all the others, always leaving me at square one.  I've been keeping a journal since I was 14 years old and when I go back in them to read I get to wondering about myself, and if I'll ever make the jump or if I'm going to continue hanging off the edge.  Something about the edge is spontaneous and fun but it only lasts for a minute per day.  The thing that seems to set me back is the view. From the edge the view is always familiar which is more than most people can handle. There is fear behind the jump because there's no telling where I'll land.  I know that I don't want to sit on a ledge waiting, wondering, and worrying.  Even if jumping doesn't land me right where I want to be, it's probably where I need to be to get where I'm meant to be.

Courage- the quality of mind or spirit that enables a person to face difficulty, danger, pain, etc., without fear; bravery. When I look back in my life, there has been so many times that I've had to show courage and I flaunted it like an owner.  It's difficult to find the right words to explain how courage works in me though the one way I can think of it is "fight or flight".  When it boils down to something that is festering in my brain or a feeling I can't shake, then I have to do or say something about it. It literally lifts what feels like a heavy weight off from my shoulders. There's been many times that I've been extremely confident. My confidence tends to lean more towards the work that I do and/or when I'm comfortable. The issue with that is, uncomfortable situations are inevitable. It's part of life. The only way I will ever get beyond that uncomfortable state is by having the courage to make it through. Standing tall and proud, even throu...