In January, I took my annual break from social media for forty days and forty nights. On the third day, I was walking through a mall when I suddenly started thinking about my life and the decisions I had made up to that point. Among the conclusions I made was that I was letting fear run (and ruin) my life. Doing this made me miss out on at least two great opportunities: being Jully Black‘s photographer and dating a woman who definitely had a thing for me (and I knew it, too).
Even though I’ve been working on defying my fears this year, I slipped up a few days ago. I was visiting Mashstix, a community of mashup producers where you can get your work critiqued and featured, among other things. I was gung-ho about signing up until I saw this forum post, which suddenly made me very nervous due to the high standards therein. At that moment, I decided not to join the community and went to bed.
The next morning, while I was giving myself a haircut, I checked and reprimanded myself for letting fear motivate my actions. I joined Mashstix a short time later. At this point, I’ve given feedback on some of the mashups and I’m getting ready to make my first submission.