the thing is… so very often, almost always…. I wouldn’t THINK of “ASKING” for a lot, for myself. dreams for me don’t even OCCUR to me, thanks to the bad habit of um, believing that one is unlovable and invalid (in spite of how so many people do in fact treat me, yes.)
on so many occasions all along… when I’ve reached out for “advice”, and gotten “exactly the wrong kind of advice said exactly the wrong way (it has left me so discouraged that I’m crying, on more than a few occasions, honestly)
when I reached out for “advice…” what I really wanted was mere
encouragement, encouragement that I AM good enough, to TRY, that’s all,
not HOW to do it, (though unfortunately that may have been exactly what I asked…)
but in truth, I think what I meant, and still mean, is
that I merely seek encouragement TO go for it…

(I know the answer, by the way).
(it’s “yes, go for it, even though “any excuse at all.” still go for it.”)