Nothing dared, nothing gained

I am haunted by the fact that fear can paralyze me so easily. It's absurd how I've become content with misery and feeling unfulfilled just because it's easier. And yet I find myself unwilling to get uncomfortable. Silently suffering because it's simpler to just go with what you know and can control then to force myself into the unknown. At times I feel as though the world is moving around me. I have the tools to get myself out but lack the courage to make use of them. I've become complacent with this existence. That should frighten me more than taking a risk but I find comfort in being able to know what is coming. It's dangerous to live this way. Being comfortable in the chaos. The fear of failure, the imposter syndrome always looming in the background. It's time that I break the chains and set myself free. I am after all the keeper of the key.