on taking chances

There are people who take chances and those who don't. Usually those who do are happier. They worry less, they live life as an adventure, they are optimistic, and end up seeing, doing and experiencing all kind of wonderful things.

Those who steer clear of any risky decision tend to be a reserved bunch, i.e. boring.

"Boring" might be harsh. You can be safe when it comes to the way you live your life, and still be a blast at a party. I'm kinda dealing in absolutes here and only Sith deal in absolutes. But for the sake of this post, let's just say that that's OK.

I'm pro-taking chances. In theory. 

In practice, I'm all about being responsible and rule-abiding and *GASP* safe. I was a good little girl all through high school, right on to university. I'm not saying I didn't do some crazy, stupid shit in my life, nor am I saying that I regret being a good little girl. It's who I was and made me who I am. But I'm coming to realize that whatever you do, whatever crazy decision you make, the result will never be the end of the world. You can end up coming out of it on top or in a total mess, but nothing has to be permanent. And no experience will ever take anything away from who you are.

I've always been reserved and timid. I don't like it, but being social and outgoing doesn't come naturally to me. When you get right down to it, shy people are held back by fear. It's not the type of fear you can put into words, but it still holds you back. When I came to that simply realization, I felt a little bit lighter, a little bit more hopeful and a little disappointed in myself that I've been letting myself be held back by the fear of, well, nothing. I don't want to be that person. So I've decided to turn my theory into practice, and my practice into rubbish. So here's to taking chances, making mistakes and living fearlessly!