I Am Still Hiding in Preparation

Dear Delyara, One more draft. One more week. One more idea. One more bit of research. One more plan. One more version of myself that will surely be more ready, more polished, less ashamed, less likely to fail visibly. The truth is uglier. I am afraid. Afraid of trying for real. Afraid of being seen wanting more. Afraid of proving I care and then having reality answer with limitation, silence, or rejection. So I keep getting ready. And readiness becomes a room I live in instead of a bridge I cross.