I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

Self Doubt is so ugly. I don’t even like to talk about it. It stops me dead in my tracks & not want to do anything anymore. Luckily, though, it’s apparant that not being able to do as well as other people, or simply not knowing what to do, but doing anyway, doesn’t mean you won’t be a success. It’s only the self doubt of self as a whole that paralyzes. Live on & let the world lift you. I know what I have to do. I’ll do.

Pretty true. Better to do something rather than nothing because at least you’ll feel like you’re in control.