She is not afraid of the big things.
She jumps at an opportunity to change her life into something more exciting.
But she’s afraid of the little things; Glances, words, exhales, first impressions.
Stuff that no one else seems to worry about, yet she has spent years nit-picking and resenting the moments, feelings, and people who have passed her by.
Because she has merely been too afraid to hold onto them. Too afraid to move on.
And now she lives a life of coexistent inconsistencies.