The things that keep me up at night aren’t when I say “too much,” it’s not when I overshare, nor is it when I’ve gone out on a limb and failed. The scenarios that run through my head in the middle of the night are when I’ve kept my mouth shut. When I’ve politely nodded along even though I vehemently disagreed. It’s the times I’ve known I wanted to go for something but stayed put instead. The times I’ve kept my beliefs quiet so I don’t run the chance of making others uncomfortable. The times I’ve stayed in my comfort zone instead of pushing the limits. That’s what keeps me up at night.