crap=growth

I'm a bit addicted to change and terrified of it at the same time.

I notice the more I move, and the more people I encounter and learn about or befriend in my life the more bold I get and the less frightened of life I become.

*light bulb*

So maybe it is the growing part I'm addicted to and the overcoming the terror that i'm after.

I view fear/anxiety as my handicap, and I have to work extra hard to bypass it. It doesnt Rule my life anymore, I manage it, IT doesnt manage me.

I'm greatful to be at camp, and even more greatful to be building friendships with these new people, that scared the crap out of me when I first arrived. haha.

in conclusion, most good things gotta scare the crap out of you at first, so Im learning to welcome the crap scarring. ;)