When I decided I was going to do one thing every day that scared me for a whole month, I’d already gone skydiving. I’d already traveled through another country on my own. I’d slept in a haunted house for a night and I’d eaten termites alive in the rainforest.
Needless to say, I’d already had those big, in-your-face, makes-you-wanna-puke-or-scream-or-laugh-or-do-it-again moments. This challenge wasn’t about that.
It wasn’t about doing dangerous stunts.
It was about pushing myself emotionally, relationally, and personally. Continue reading “Here’s What Happened When I Did One Thing That Scared Me Every Day For A Month”