You can come along, but you’re not really invited
First of all, I want to thank you for being my fear. I honestly thought for a long time you kept me safe. You were my crossing guard, the frog in my throat, and the filter on my thoughts. You actually have a twin who is equally scary: Success. Tell Success I said to get lost. You and Success have kept me at the bronze. You’ve told me runner up is better than nothing. You’ve told me to just be mediocre at best. You kept me from trying too hard so that imposter syndrome would not be an issue. You’ve pretended to protect me by hiding my voice.
But I do want to praise you both. You have kept me in the running. You have shown me what I can really be, and maybe you didn’t want me to have that vision and drive. But it is too late. I have my experience and my credentials. I have felt a real taste of you both and I’m done. I am leaving without you.
You can come, but neither of you are really invited. There is not room for fear in creativity. There really is no need to stop me now. So don’t even try. I have everything to share with the world.
Oh- you’re still here? OK- but stay out of my way.
Samantha Lazar 2020