I’ve just discovered something: scrolling through Instagram I caught myself saying repeatedly “I love her! I love him! I love them!” Like admiring the people I follow on social media. They’re awesome. She’s awesome. He’s awesome. Then I scrolled back through my feed and although I love my pictures, my memories, my stories, I felt like the difference between those that inspire me and that which I actually do is fear. This isn’t to say they’re not afraid, they just do it anyway. My fear holds me back from saying “I love (fill in the blank) but I’ve got it pretty awesome too.”