I didn’t quite mean it to sound quite so negative about myself. Old habits – I guess (and there I go again )

In essence, my actions are steps in combating these fears achievement/progress/fulfillment.

Basically, I reached a point (and it took me a while) where I’d rather be a creature of ‘my own will’ than live a life according to my fears.

Still, I got stuck, when I reached the time to just jump, trust in ‘myself’ and that things will work out. Always just in time, a really good alibi to stay in my nice safe environment would arrive.

Your post reminded me of that moment of courage I needed to find, especially when I made the decision to move, booked a flight and accepted the consequences.

For the record, I’m working in a coffee stall at festivals. It’s basic work – stall setup, kitchen prep, cleaning, serving, etc… not wonderfully paid, long hours and really, really hard work.
However, it’s a it’s getting me round to festivals, earning me a little £’s with almost no living expenses – and allowing me to see a bit behind the scenes and gauge if this is the sort of lifestyle I’d like to be living. So it seems to be the right place for me at the moment.

I think you can cut yourself some slack man! I don’t know many other guys who jump out of planes for fun, and who’d quit their cozy engineering jobs to do some festival event management in Europe.

You’ve done pretty well Dude. Good luck with conquering the rest of your fears.