As ever, competing with everyone. Yet no-one is competing with me. It’s been holding me back for nearly twenty years. Sigh. Ironically, it’s probably football that’s to blame. Well, I’m not exactly sure how it’s ironic; moronic, maybe.
But still. Scared of not being any good. Or more accurately, scared of how good other people are. Sad, isn’t it? La la.
The moral of the story is: do not google what you don’t want to read.
