Risks

I don’t do well with risks.

I do my best to avoid taking risks as much as possible – financial risks, relationship risks, physical risks.

Rock climbing: no, thank you. Downhill skiing – nope. Cross country skiing – maybe… if it’s super flat. Anything that involves a risk of injury terrifies me. Climbing on a roof – just thinking about it makes me feel weak in the knees.

I don’t want to invest in anything risky(actually, I don’t want to invest in anything at all, but I know that’s even more risky due to inflation and the like).

There are some perks to being risk-averse, I suppose. I have zero interest in alcohol, drugs, smoking, or gambling.

And yet, I wonder… am I leading a super-boring life? If I dared to take a few risks here and there, would I have more fun?

I suppose I need to ask myself, do I want to have more fun? Or would I rather be content, safe, and comfortable?