
I’ve always been afraid of being wrong.
The embarrassment, the laughter – in my head it was always so hard to bear. Until I failed once. And again. And yet again. And you know what? It’s not that bad. In fact, every time I failed, I dusted myself off and went on my way. Oh sure, I had the occasional graze on my knee, a bump on my elbow and a slightly bruised ego, but I was whole – and that is what matters.
And here’s a secret: no one is really watching.
So lose the fear, make mistakes, celebrate and learn from them.
Because everyone’s so focused on not making mistakes that they’re not caring if you made one.
Happy Monday folks, and stay tuned for the launch of our latest zine! 🙂
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