I’m sitting at my desk. Watching a cursor blink on a blank page. It’s 9:11am. I intended to start writing this over an hour ago. But I haven’t been able to.
I had hopes of writing something big and courageous to you today, but it’s just not how I feel. I feel small and afraid.
Creating something worthwhile— whether a blog post, a piece of art, a career, or a life— is hard and scary work.
This probably isn’t news to you.
I had a friend who took a cold shower every day for months in an effort to build mental toughness. I talked with him about it when he was well into the project. He said, “You’d think it gets easier. It doesn’t. You get used to the idea that you’re going to step into that really cold water and it’ll be hard to stay there. But the act of being in it doesn’t get easier. You can get used to getting in, but you don’t get used to staying.”