Before I give a blow-by-blow about my fetal position paralysis, it must be stated clearly that all of these doubts and concerns are about ME… fed by my own insecurities and background…. My imaginings… my fears.
My brain brought these thoughts to life, and then it seized on any tiny phrase, any data, any lack of data to grow these little seedlings into the mighty redwoods they became before they crushed me to the ground and rendered me unable to make any progress.
My trip planning ground to a halt, basically, because I can be a bit of a paranoid, insecure, fearful nutjob.
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