Going to JHB in about five days time for training. I’ll be away for 19 nights.
I don’t know how feel about it really, some days I’m excited, others anxious and sometimes I don’t feel nothing at all.
It’s not going up to JHB that’s the problem. It’s coming back and working on what I’ve been trained on.
It’s the same fear that has made rise above challenges I thought were impossible. I hate failure, especially when it’s a result of giving up.
It’s funny when people believe in you more than you do yourself. Almost everybody thinks I’ll be able to handle it.
I’ll definitely make the most out of my stay in Jozi though. That’s the least I can do 🎥.
Anyways, I keep reminding myself that “Change is hard at the beginning, messy in the middle, gorgeous at the end.”