Disclaimer: Before I get into this, you should know that I am not a swearer. It’s not that I am really against it, but I just don’t do it. Mainly because I sound absolutely strange when it happens. It doesn’t sound natural coming out of my mouth and it sounds like I am trying too hard.I was taught in the school of “never say the word suck, don’t say crap, and tush (bum, bottom, booty) is always better than butt.” Ass wasn’t even an option.

I was thinking about one of the great 80′s Tom Cruise movies the other day when I commented on this girl’s post. There was quite a gem of a line. Sure it’s talking about hooking up with a prostitute, but I can take some value from it.

Every now and then say, “What the fuck.” “What the fuck” gives you freedom. Freedom brings opportunity. Opportunity makes your future.

In Lisa’s world, it would just be “What the F.”

I digress.

A few years ago I made the decision to make some changes in my life. It started with getting my eating issues under control, followed by my decision to take prerequisites for Nursing School, and ended up with me ending my relationship.

Through of all these changes, I’ve learned that many of life’s dilemma’s can be handled by saying these 3 simple words.

Worry gets us nowhere.

Analyzing the same problem, issue, or concern over and over again keeps ups in the same place.

Sometimes you have to put those thoughts, fears, and doubts aside and just do it.

What the f@!$, right?!

I wasted years of my life “hem-hawing” (that’s Okie slang for worrying) over issues. Things like fear, doubt, and judgement held me back.

If I would have said, “what the f&@!”, after college when I thought about Nursing School then I’d be a nurse by now. Lesson learned. Fear held me back.

What if I make a mistake? So what if you do. That’s life. Learn from it and move forward.

What if it doesn’t turn out as I expected? So what. At least you know.

What if I fail? At least you tried.

Being alive and living are two very different things. Standing still in life is not living. Being paralyzed with fear, doubt, or confusion over a decision is not living.

Why continue to spend our lives wishing for things when we could spend our lives going out there and getting them?

“What the f” my friend. Use it.

While you are out there, experiencing life, that’s one less moment wasted with worrying. It’s also one moment gained being spent by being blissful and happy.

Taking this leap of faith and saying what the f is scary. It’s hard, and will most likely go against every  fiber in your body. I’ve learned that even if it doesn’t go as I planned that I can find joy and peace in whatever is brought my way. I might have to look hard, but it’s there.

In my life, I recently had a “what the f” moment.

I went back and forth on whether or not I wanted to give it another try with Sean. Will it be a mistake? What if he reverts back to old ways? In this instance, I simply said what the f and followed my heart.

At the end of the day, that’s all that matters. Saying what the f can bring you a lot of things: Joy. Pain. Sadness. Laughter. Anger.

That’s a full life.

A full life is all I hope for.

And besides, I know that God won’t steer me wrong.

I understand that you must think about things before you do them. However, there comes a point when you just have to. do. something.

Make your move. Quit thinking about. Quit talking about it. Say “what the f” and just do it.