Some­times, life scares me. The deci­sions I can make, or have to make. Not the ones where the risk is rea­son­ably easy to cal­cu­late. What will this cost me? How much time will it take? What hap­pens if it goes wrong, and can I deal with the fall­out? Those aren’t the deci­sions I mean. I mean the ones where get­ting it wrong could have seri­ous con­se­quences. The ones that could put rela­tion­ships at risk, or destroy them. That could affect my health for years to come. The ones I might look back on years lat­er and realise that this deci­sion got in the way of liv­ing a ful­filled life. Those are the deci­sions that scare me.