All your carefully built confidence comes crumbling down. That risk you took - that teeny tiny step towards the next level - suddenly seems like a ridiculous stretch. And the chasm is widening while you're in mid-leap.
You can't sprout wings to reach the other side. You can't go back.
So, you fall.
A long way.
The crash hurts. A lot.
You get up, pout about those bruises for a minute. Maybe two. Then you face a choice. Go backwards to safety. Or forwards to the unknown.
Not much of a choice really. You take a deep breath, put away the pout, and take that first step. Forward. Up the next ridge. Up into the future. To the next risk.
A little warily, but a little wiser too.
Building the strength to make the next leap of faith.
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How do you recover from those falls?