Warning: this post is going to feature some real talk.
Earlier this year I uncovered something pretty confronting: in several aspects of life, I was making decisions from a place of fear. Fear of getting it 'wrong'. Fear of the self-loathing and regret this would summon.
I'd previously thought my seemingly unshakeable tendency to set multiple goals at once was a natural extension of my textbook type A nature, but upon further investigation, found that a significant portion stemmed from the recently-discovered root of fear. It was safer to pursue a handful of disparate goals than go all-in after one, right? I was spreading the risk of getting it 'wrong' by doing so, surely?
Thoughts / feedback / challenges? We'd genuinely love to hear.