‘But you don’t know how,’ taunts doubt.
‘You’re not good enough, strong enough or clever enough,’ whispers negativity.
‘But what if you tried?’ urges hope fluttering its tiny wings, vibrations course through me, propelling me forwards.
It is time to make a choice.
I stand on the precipice of fear, close my eyes and jump.
Written for Streams of Consciousness Saturday. A post inspired by a prompt, write the first thing you think of and post without editing. Today’s prompt is to use either bat, bet, bit, bot or but.