Comfort Zone

When I was still blogging under anxioussomeone, I wrote about finally jumping out of my comfort zone and taking risks that I believe would be beneficial to my life.

I am now in the midst of taking another risk.

I don't know what happened. I was so sure about it a few hours ago but now, a few minutes before crunch time, I feel like I can't move. I'm drugged to my chair and I can't seem to take the leap. I can't fucking take the leap and it is so annoying. I don't know if this is because of my nerves or my Gryffindor loyalty but honestly, I can't seem to do it.

I know I am extremely unhappy. I know that I would rather change and I think I'm pushing for that but there is always that risk of looking bad and the last thing I want is to be misunderstood. Honestly, I don't know anymore. Sometimes, I just feel so restless and the last thing I want is to feel like I'm doing a grave injustice to myself and everything I believe in.

Decisions are always hard to make especially when you've already emotionally invested so much.

Waiting for a sign,
Someone Anxious.