Risk vs Reward

We've all heard it before: the greatest risks yield the greatest rewards. 

But how many of us actually take this for what it's really worth? How many of us have jumped out of an airplane not knowing if there was a parachute attached? Maybe that's an extreme and perhaps there isn't much of a reward...at least for people who are terrified of heights like me. 

My point is, every day we face decisions. Chances. Some greater than others. We decide how much of ourselves we are willing to invest in something (or someone) without really knowing the potential outcome. 

In relationships (romantic and not) we tend to evaluate, analyze and research before we commit to anyone. We put in a percentage of ourselves to sit and wait for the potential return.

If you put in 10% of your true self, you shouldn't expect to get more than 10% back. 

What if, you put in 100% of you, let go of expectations (good and bad) and just dive into it? Allowing yourself to just see what happens. 

Make yourself vulnerable. Because this is where you're the truest form of yourself. No games. No tricks up your sleeve. No hidden facts. You've put in everything you have. Chances are you'll end up hurt. You'll heal. But what if this is the time you end up hitting the jackpot?

When you put yourself at risk to lose everything, you inadvertently stand to gain everything.

Diving in, without my floaties.