Decisions, Decisions

Life is a bitch. I know it, you know it. It's not like its any big surprise when things go to shit. People say being a grown-up is all about making decisions. Obviously I have avoided adulthood. I am perfectly content to walk through life without having to choose a path, just kinda wander without really knowing which way to go. I find myself at a standstill. My life has become so mundane and boring that I have to shake it up. But what I struggle with, is it worth risking failure for the hope of success? My head says yes, but sometimes those insecurities take over and I am left second guessing my decisions. Boredom is toxic. Boredom with my job, my love life, my hobbies. I have always been secure in who I am. Never questioning who I am. Now I wonder if I have just been lying to myself all this time.