Cry on the couch all the poets come to life

The thing with me is that i'm scared.
If it's a matter of saying what i think, i'm aware that it may be rejected- i'm afraid what i'll say will be turned over and over in someone else's mind, criticised in the same manner someone else's views are considered in my mind.

When there's pressure, i have a difficult time managing my stress. I dislike it when i'm out of my comfort zone, but i'm constantly thrusting my self into situations i'm uneasy about. It's not a matter of peer pressure, i don't give in that easliy, it's a matter of me making the right decisions.

Self doubt ebbs and manages to be revived.
I wish it would go away.

I want to be a chameleon to:
a. Hide when i want
b. Enhance my adapting skills
c. Allow my comfort zone to follow me wherever.

But i know that's the easy way.
I'm not going to take the easy way.