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There's a story behind this swollen ankle. And it's a good one. |
Over the years, I've learned that it's not if something bad might happen, but when. I could be safe, and go out on a 2-mile run near home and turn my ankle like I’ve never turned it before. Or i can go climb the mountain behind my house and see something I wouldn't have seen otherwise.
Over the years, I lost my hope. I used to be teased for my optimism, but I've become more fearful. I don't want to live that way. I can’t change anything by worrying, so what’s the point?
I want to have hope again. Nothing is as bad as I think it will be. Worrying won't prevent what might happen, and it makes me me feel bad.

So I'll sign up for something difficult, or impossible, and hope that I'm up to the task. And if I'm not, well, then I'll know what to do differently next time, won't I?
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