Walking the plank

Supposedly I have to cross this deep, wide, deadly cliff, and I have this super narrow plank ahead, which creaks and sags when I step on it, will I ever cross the cliff? If I’m afraid of dying, I will never step on the plank. On the other hand, if I don’t mind giving up my life, in other words, if I have nothing to lose, I would have stepped on it and guess what, I will end up on the other side safely because I’ve tried my best.

Bottom line, I will never ever be able to kickstart if I have so much worries and fear of disappointment and high, perhaps unreasonably, expectation.

Thanks for the inspiration, friend

About disappointment

I watched the new Beverly Hills spin-off: 90210 today, yay! The show is quite good, not that good, but not that bad either. Pretty (and skinny) girls everywhere, and cute guys!! I especially like Ethan and Ty (although Ty is a bit too ‘pretty’ and ‘classic’ for my liking), and even Harry looks good lol!

Anyway, this post is not about 90210, but about disappointment. That’s something that I need to learn to deal with, because recently, I’ve been avoiding disappointment too much. It’s like, why should I try blowing out some bubbles when I can’t even hold them because they are going to burst anyway? With that, gone all the hopes, too. So I’ve got nothing left in my Pandora Box to fight all the misery.

Sorry for getting a bit, erm, analogical. But it’s true that I’m so afraid of disappointment, that I’ve been pursuing the safest path, although there’s no way to know whether that’s the right path for me. I’m really not comfortable with this side of mine, and worst, I don’t know how to fight it. I know it’s important to deal with disappointment, because I think I’ve missed out lots of things in life because of my hesitation in taking risks.