There is a phycology principal that describes the way failure can become a part of your identity. It makes change difficult because the future is unknown, but one’s present lifestyle has become comfortable.
I am aware of this. I understand it. I am conscious that I may be terrified of my future so much so, that I sabotage the opportunity to succeed and remain in my somewhat current situation, whining about how bad it is.
I am content and I have convinced myself the risk of change isn’t worth it.
Then, in low times when I have the chance to think and ponder about my future, I remember the good times. I remember I used to enjoy each day, interacting with people and making them smile. Making me smile.
I need to believe I can return to that middle class lifestyle and return to a happier time.
This week another grand opportunity was brought to me. The universe has provided a path I can take, and resolve several things.
I must say yes. I must act. I must progress.
I am afraid I may sabotage it again, but if I act fast enough, it will happen.
Life can be better.
Life will be better.
It already is.