Jumping in

I waited on the dock, afraid to board the ship with the others as they boldly went forth into the world to have exciting new adventures. I watched them sail into the sunset while I stayed behind and remained a slave to my own self-doubt. I can’t sit and wait for my ship to come in, because there isn’t one coming–just a seemingly uncrossable ocean between me and happiness. Guess I’ll have to jump in and swim.

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