Is this how it ends?

I've been thinking a lot lately
And I realized..When I was kid, I never got a chance to do what I really wanted to do
It was all because of fear.
I tried enrolling in Ballet but after my left leg got sprained, I stopped.
I wanted taekwondo but I didn't do it anyway fearing that I might look masculine
I wanted skating....but there's the fear of hurting myself again

and you know what's the sad part?
It's not even my fear..it was my parent's fear.
fear that I might hurt myself pursuing what I want, that I might look like something that they didn't like.
And while growing up their fear became my own fear.
I was so enclosed in this "safe" world of mine and I didn't realize the effect that it might cause.
Now I feel the damage..I feel the regrets and I don't feel that I'm truly happy.


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