For many years, my theory of life was if I sat on the floor, I could not fall down. Of course, I did not get anywhere either. Even so, I kept a tight grip on the status quo despite how much I detested my existence because I knew I could handle the misery. I did not know if I could accommodate the reality of a life I on occasion envisioned.

When I at last understand how ridiculous I was being, I made an effort to take a chance on living. The process of undoing the mindset I had created was very difficult, having been inculcated into my very being. Little by little I ventured outside of my (dis)comfort zone. I am happier now.

I am so happy for you, Typo. Taking risks may be scary, but the rewards are great too.

Good luck.