What if I fail?
What if I fall on my face?
What if I can’t do it?
What if I don’t make it?
What if I make a fool of myself?
What if I shit my pants?
What if I hurt myself?
What if I don’t live up to the expectations I have of myself?
What if I don’t live up to the expectations I think other people have of me?
What if what I hope will be the outcome doesn’t actually happen?
What if a giant rooster attacks me out of nowhere and then takes me back to his lair and then feeds me to his pet crocodile but even the pet crocodile thinks I’m not good enough even to eat as junk food so they just laugh at me for the rest of the evening and say I’m not even good enough to eat and then a piano falls out of nowhere and lands on me ….I hate roosters and frankly that possible scenario scares me to death.
“What if” is rooted in fear but it’s not your fear it’s your egos’ fear and your ego is a gutless idiot so stop listening to it.
