Fear of losing vs fear of winning

Some weird crap goes on with our psychology as humans. Personal example:

I had an idea: what if I started a podcast?

Hm. What's wrong with today's podcasts? What's my edge?

I thought: most of it I fast-forward through. Maybe the answer is 10x more prep?

I salivated. Palms were sweating (knees weak..). I could do that!

Then, BAM. The excuses poured in. Not enough time, don't have the right equipment... (sound familiar?)

I reminded myself they were B.S., and if I wanted to do it, I could.

Next step: logical "CEO" mode. Should I prioritize it over my current plate?

My kneejerk reaction: no. You're writing, you're making progress. Don't let this become another abandoned project. Don't be a loser.

Suddenly: pride and ego sets in. Yeah, I'm keeping up with it. I have discipline. I'm pretty cool.

Then, fear strikes. What if I *did* keep this up? What if I'm going to make it?

WHY AM I AFRAID OF WINNING? WHAT'S THIS CROCK OF SHIT? Winning is GOOD.

Because part of me doesn't feel worth it. I'm not as talented as Naval or Balajis. I'm just one nerd out of the ocean of nerds on Twitter.

In response, I do the only thing I can think to do. Look in the mirror, and say:

Or maybe I am.

The whole thing as a picture: