РУСАЛКІНЕ РАДІО | I’m reading a book in Spanish. Ariella’s munching on nachos, glued to ...

I’m reading a book in Spanish. Ariella’s munching on nachos, glued to Gumball. Honestly? This is as good as it gets.But during my walk today, I had a realization that hit me like a truck: I’m scared to do the things I love most. What the actual fuck, right? Shouldn’t it be the opposite? In a perfect world, sure. And in reality, we’ve all got that faux friend: his infernal majesty, the Negative Mind.The Negative Mind doesn’t care about joy, adventure, or self-expression. No, those are his enemies. His one obsession is survival. Stress out. Panic. Stay safe. Why take a risk when you can just keep everything stable and avoid catastrophe? Better not try, right?I don’t have a perfect solution yet. What I do have is curiosity. I’m watching this devil, observing his tricks, trying to learn his playbook. And in the meantime? I’m doing the things I love anyway— even if it’s just for five minutes, even if it’s messy and imperfect. That way, my brain doesn’t get the chance to panic. Maybe one day, I’ll learn to move through fear, self-sabotage, and procrastination like they were never there.And who knows? Maybe this is just another one of God’s tests. If it is, I want my “A” so bad.