There's a thing you've been wanting to try — really wanting to, deep down. Maybe it's auditioning for something, or joining a team, or putting your hand up for a chance you'd love. You can picture yourself doing it. But every time the chance comes, a voice says: what if you're not good enough, what if you look stupid, what if you fail in front of everyone? And so you find a reason not to. You tell yourself you'll do it next time, when you're more ready. There's always a next time, and you're never quite ready. The chance came round again today. And again, you let it pass. Watching someone else step up, you feel something that isn't quite relief.