Yesterday my 13 year old son finally conquered his fear of roller coasters and had his first conscious victory over  ‘the unknown’. It humbled me to see this happen for him, to see the immediate empowerment and pride of self. I admire his courage and I think to myself that I used to be brave, why is it that the older I get, the harder bravery becomes?

Tonight I’m going to conquer my fear, or at least this is what I tell myself and I hope to hell I can trust myself to break it off with my boyfriend who is clearly just not into me anymore. It seems such an easy thing to do, but it’s complicated and I am just not sure it’s the right thing to do. Maybe I am looking at this wrong and it will be a really big mistake, I’ve done that before. I’m so unbelievable tired of feeling like this and I don’t know what to do. I wish life came with an undo button so I can try out various option. Alas...