I've realized that in general, I have lived my life based on my fears. I have often times avoided things/people/situations because of my fear. But as I grow older, I become less afraid of the things I once was.
The difference is that I now feel I have nothing to lose in trying. In a way, I feel that I have already lost most of the things I could stand to lose by taking that chance. So I figure, why not go for it. But I think that in the last few years or so, I have finally found that underground well of stored courage that has made me want to go beyond that of mere chance. As in, I want to do the things I was once fearful of.
Now I want to face my fears head on. Every single last one of them. I want to find them, look them in the eyes, and challenge them. I want to take back what they took from me for years. I want it back, and I'll get it. That's. It.