I'm a bit scared.

And, I don't necessarily know why I keep writing these things... no one pays attention much, anyway.
But maybe, that's just why.
Thats why I love mibba-- you get to be yourself without anyone caring.
But, what's been troubling my mind is this-- I got invited to a cool ass business meeting in san diego.
I'm s0o0o happy for myself...
but a part of me does not think I deserve it.
And, I have no idea why I sell myself short. I'm good at my job...I guess I'm just not used to being treated like a normal human being.
High school has abused me-- especially the guys I've met in high school.
But the truth of the matter is, it's made me somewhat stronger.
I've also realized that fear is the result of self-doubt: when I don't think I'm adequate enough for a job, I tend to fear the outcome. I tend to listen to the small voice in my head that tells me to stop, turn around, and walk away.
Yet, the voice that tells me to keep going, and that I could do it all, I never hear-- I just feel.