Do It Scared

 You’re not supposed to feel ready. That feeling? The tight chest, the second-guessing, the voice in your head whispering, “Who do you think you are?”—that’s normal. That’s fear doing its job. But here's the truth: fear doesn’t mean stop. It means go anyway.

Putting yourself out there is uncomfortable. You’ll feel exposed, uncertain, maybe even a little ridiculous. Do it scared. Because waiting to feel “ready” is just fear disguised as logic. Ready never comes. Courage doesn’t show up first—it shows up after you’ve acted.

You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take. Cliché? Maybe. Still true. If you want something different, you have to take the risk. Even scared. Even uncertain. Even if your hands shake a little while you press “send.” 

Because every opportunity you skip because of doubt is a door you closed on yourself. Meanwhile, people with half your talent are out there winning because they tried. That’s the game. It rewards action, not perfection.

Imposter syndrome? Yeah, it’s real—but it’s not a reason to stay quiet. That voice telling you you’re not qualified? It’s lying. That “I’m not good enough” feeling? Most people have it. 

Even the ones who look like they have it all figured out. The ones who seem confident? They're probably winging it too. They're learning as they go.  "Fake it till you make it" isn’t fraud—it’s growth in real time.

And yes, you will make mistakes. You’ll get it wrong sometimes. You’ll mess things up, look awkward, maybe fail publicly. So what? That’s where the learning is. 

Every mistake teaches you something your comfort zone never could. It’s not failure—it’s feedback. Growth doesn’t come from playing it safe. It comes from showing up, falling down, and getting better.

Your future self is watching. Think about that version of you—more confident, more skilled, living a life you're proud of. That person exists because you acted today. Because you pushed through fear. Because you did it scared.

So speak up. Apply. Launch. Share. Ask. Begin.

Not when you feel fearless.
Not when it’s perfect.
Now.

The worst that can happen? You learn something. The best? You change your life.

Do it scared. There’s no other way.

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